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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 · 都市
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DATE IN THE OFFICE

Nino

I almost choked as I beheld the sight out of the window. I couldn't see the face of the girl with him, her head was bent low and it seemed she was checking something on her clothes. Marcus's face lowered on her clothes too, I saw their lips move but I can't hear them. I obviously can't.

I felt a knot build in the pit of my stomach, I don't want to entertain any negative thought riding it. He might have bumped into the lady on his way here but for some reason, I don't feel too good.

I chewed the cookie pudding in my mouth silently and watched the two figures who seemed pretty close in my vision. Don't think too much, Nino. I assured myself. But I want to see the girl's face so badly.

"You don't like it?" I was pulled back by Kevin's question.

"Huh?" I avert my eyes from him and he motioned to my food or better his gaze lingered on my hand. I looked down and realized I have been twirling the cookie pudding absently, messing up the poor food.