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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 · Urbano
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199 Chs

PROOF OF INNOCENCE

𝑁𝑖𝑛𝑜

He gave me a momentarily look before turning away from us towards the stairs when Kevin halted him. "Remind me your name, I have forgotten tho... Was it Tra..." He trailed off and gaped expectantly at him but Toro never spoke up.

"And how did you get Mr Johnson to confess to his crime?"

Toro shifted his eyes to me. "Did your secretary come here to interrogate me?"

"How would I know? The guy is just curious."

He gave the both of us a fleeting stare before disappearing towards the stairs to his room. Kevin returned his eyes to me, wearing a startled look. "Did I say something I shouldn't have said?"

He chuckled nervously.

"Ignore him," I wave off his question before darting my eyes to the bag in his grip. "And what's that?"

"Ohh this..." He lowered his eyes to the bag in his hand. "I bought some pizza and some hamburgers." He lifted his eyes and smiled.