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HER ADDICTION

What do you think you are doing?' She abruptly stood to her feet, pushing the man away from her. 'And who are you? What are you doing in my house and kitchen?' The unknown man rose to his feet, wearing a puzzled look. "Your house? Your kitchen?" "Yes," Nino tried to sound confident even though mere looking at him sent cold blood down her spine. "A burglar won't be treating himself to dinner so who the heck are you?" "I should be asking you this," his cold impassive voice came again. "Who are you and what are you doing in my house?" After being cheated on by her boyfriend. Nino learnt her house has been sold to a complete stranger, the news of her parent's house being sold by the man her parents borrowed a loan from and couldn't pay back before their death. The news hit Nino Peterson to the core. She swore to take back her parent's house but when she realized the amount the man bought her house, she knew she couldn't pay him on time or send him packing either. So the two reached a compromise that she will still live in her parent's house until she was able to pay back the amount the man paid on her house. But will she be able to live under the same roof with a man knowing he's a complete stranger and the atmosphere will not be the same anymore? And when she also learns the truth about the man living under the same roof with her, would she be able to deal with it?

Jane_Chunli · Urban
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199 Chs

TRAVIS

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"Bye," I bid Yass as I walked her out of the door.

She pulled me into a deep hug, as though she won't set her eyes on me anymore. "I don't trust him at all, a man who dodges a question about himself is creepy to me." She patted my back before pulling away.

"Be careful around him, he might be dangerous." She cupped my face and gave me that look I despised the most. A look of sympathy. "Poor child, you have to go through hell from a young age."

"I'm fine, Yass." I pulled her hands away from my face. "I'm fine and quit giving me that look. I'm not in any hell or something. And thanks for stopping by, I appreciate it."

"I don't want to leave though," she coos and placed her palm on my right cheek. "But I've to work tomorrow." She withdrew her hand from my face and held my hands.

"I will support you no matter what, I will help retrieve your house back. I promise."