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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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I pressed my hand on the steering wheel as I whisked home after meeting Mr Johnson. My eyes were on the roads watching the beautiful scenery of people going about. Dusk slowly rode in, I watched the neon lights emitting from shops and shopping malls, lights from banners and adverts showing on some tv mounted on a sky scrapper. I stared at the adverts for a body lotion displayed on it but my mind was far from them.

I couldn't jiggle out what Mr Johnson told me back there at the police station. Who is this Travis guy? What connections does he have with me? I had called Marcus earlier, asking him if he was the one who got me out but he said he didn't. All the information I got from Kevin and Marcus pointed towards the man at my house, I mean I thought he bought a bike because he was tired of going out in a taxi or bus.