Emma's Nanny

Breaking Up

None POV:

The car rolled smoothly through the gates of the mansion. Emma's eyes were glued from the window of the car, her excitement bubbling over.

Emma: we are back home

She squealed, practically bouncing in her seat. As the car came to a stop, the bodyguards opened the doors and started unloading the suitcases.

Adrien stepped out first, taking a deep breath as he looked up at his mansion. Marinette followed with Emma; the little girl feels so happy that she is back home

They walked toward the entrance, but Emma suddenly jumped, startled by a voice from inside. Her surprise quickly turned into pure joy when she saw who it was.

Emma: aunty Zoe

Little Emma screamed, racing toward her aunt and jumping into Zoe's arms.

Zoe: baby Emma. There is my favorite little troublemaker. Missed me, huh?

Zoe caught her with a laugh, spinning her around. She teased, filling Emma's little face with playful kisses before setting her back on the ground.

The blond haired man grinned, stepping forward to hug his sister.

Adrien: it's good to see you, Zoe

Zoe hugged him back, then glanced down to see Emma clinging to Marinette's leg like a little koala.

Marinette: hi Zoe

Zoe: wait a minute, is this the same Emma who sent 25 nannies running for the hills? And now she is sticking to Marinette like glue? Unbelievable

She shook her head in amazement, scooping Emma up again.

Zoe: what's your secret, Marinette? You got superpowers or something?

The bluenette laughed softly, brushing a hand through baby Emma's hair.

Marinette: no secret, just lots of love and patience. Right Emma?

Emma: yes right and I love you

Marinette: awww I love you too. What about going up to unpack your suitcase baby?

Emma: sure

As Marinette headed upstairs with Emma to start unpacking, Zoe's sharp eyes caught something in the way Adrien's gaze was locked on Marinette and Emma

Zoe watched Marinette practically hobble her way upstairs, her eyes narrowing with a mischievous smirk. She couldn't resist, especially not when Adrien was standing there looking all smug and satisfied. She sidled up to him, and yanked him to the side with a wicked grin.

Zoe: alright, you little fucker. What the fuck did you do to Marinette? She is walking like you just rearranged her insides. Like, damn, did you wear her out with that dick or what? I swear she looks like she has been riding you so hard she forgot how to fucking walk.

Adrien's face went red as hell, and he laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his neck.

Adrien: Zoe, can you not?

But Zoe was having none of it. She was on fire, and she leaned in even closer, her voice dropping to a dirty whisper.

Zoe: don't even try to bullshit me, bro. You got that 'I just fucked my girl raw' grin all over your face, and Marinette? Yeah, she is walking like you pounded her pussy so good she will be sore for a fucking week. So, how many rounds did you two go? Three? Four? Did you fuck her so hard she is going to need a wheelchair tomorrow, or what?