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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 · Urbain
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GIRLFRIEND

Nino

My eyes lingered on the man beside me whose attention was on the old-looking things my parents left behind. His hair, his eyes, everything about him was just perfect and it kinda satisfied me just by watching him. The smile on my face slowly fades as I felt this familiar feeling ride in and I could hear the sound of my heartbeat behind my chest.

My pulse quickened when he returned his eyes to me. I looked away immediately as hot blood rushed to my cheeks, I became aware it was just the two of us here and the temperature of the basement wasn't the same anymore. I wiggled my head, ignoring the chills that ran through my veins. I shouldn't be carried away by his beauty, especially his eyes. I gently returned my eyes to him and he was still gaping at me.