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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

KIDNAPPED

 

 Yass

 

"Who are you and where are you taking me to?" I fought the strong hands holding me captive. "Let go of me! I said let go of me!" I screamed my lungs out but the sack bag over my face made my screams sound like moans.

"Who are YOU? I yelped in fright but whoever those hands belonged to was bent on dragging me to someplace. I tried to make out the vicinity of where I was through the sack bag and helpfully, I was able to see little of what was going on. Suddenly I felt I was being pulled into some closing and soon I realized it was a car when the car door shut with force.

"I demand to know who you are!" I yelled with the last resilience in me, banging on the surface of the car even though my hands were being tied. Even though I was trying to make an effort to sound bold, I was literally fidgeting in fear. What is going on? Who is this person? And where is he taking me to cause those arms belonged to a man.