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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?

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DON'T HURT NINO

Toro

I gasped and shot my eyes open. My gaze met the blurred ceiling and I had to squint my eyes to get a clear view. It was my ceiling, my room as I dart my eyes around my room. It was unscathed and didn't look like someone invaded it and there was no sight of Travis and Tanay. It was all a dream, the figure who stuck a syringe on Travis. It wasn't actual.

I wiped the sweat on my forehead and sat up. Lately, I have been having a lot of nightmares. Sometimes it feels like those two guys are real, other days it feels like they are just my figment. I traced my mind back to that hooded figure, I wonder who he was and why I'm having dreams about him suddenly.