Personal Attendant

"What do you mean this is my home from now on?" Nicole asked back and pushed against Roman, trying to create space between them.

A few minutes ago, she wanted his body against hers. A stark contrast to how she felt now. However, Nicole's face was turning red in embarrassment as she watched Roman.

"It means what it means, literally." Roman answered with a sheepish look on his face as Nicole marched toward the door. He knew the door was locked.

Nicole who was at the door tried to yank it open but she failed to. Realizing that it was locked, she turned to Roman with a look full of horror.

"Have I become a hostage here? Let me go, please." Nicole pleaded as she was just starting to realize what was going on with her father's presence here.

"Well, it's good that you know you're a hostage here but I wouldn't like to call you a hostage. You smell like a dangerous addiction." Roman ended his speech with a totally unrelated sentence, and a sniff of the air.

Nicole on the other hand was still