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On the next morning, Nia got out off the bed at ten in the morning. She was sound asleep last night and didn't bother to check if she had a housemate.

At eighteen years old, she became independent by living on her own and having three part time jobs at Bronx, New York while studying in an open university for college.

She was an assistant chef in an Italian restaurant, a cashier until three in the afternoon and an online doctor since she is a Psychology Major. All in all, every week, she got a total salary of $4,550, enough for her to spend on foods, clothes and her college tuition.

Her mom often give her an allowance of $5,000 a week even if she refused it, it will be transferred to her bank account. She just got used to it and let the remaining money in her account.

Until recently, she withdraw half of her money for her vacation.

Maybe she can cook a meal for her housemate for a commemoration of her stay in the house.

With much excitement, she went to the bathroom and started to put some essential oil to the bath tub, took off her clothes and let the bubbles sink in to her skin.

****

Bryce is already awake but he didn't open his eyes until he heard the water dripping from the bathroom.

Did he leave it open after he shower? Or is there a burglar in his house?

But the security in his condo is tight. If there's any suspicious person seen from the Cctv's around the fifty floor building will automatically reported to the police.

He shouldn't feel threatened. His place also has security guards all over the place, even in the elevators.

He sigh. Maybe he's just frustrated that her Mom didn't call him after the favor he did yesterday. Not even a single thank you.

He wonder why there is no such information for that girl. Or the flight might be cancelled. Ah! I shouldn't think of that!

He got up from his bed, walk past his working desk and went to the kitchen to prepare his espresso coffee when he remember that he left his car keys on the bathroom after he took a shower.

He carefully put down the saucer on his desk before putting down the mug of coffee. It will better for him to start his day with it so that he will not be grumpy later when doing his work.

The water dripping on the bathroom stopped after he step inside. His brows furrow in one line and decided to remove his feathery slippers before continue going in.

There was a female voice humming a song near the shower.

He open the glass door to be shocked by the sight of a naked, beautiful woman facing the shower.

Her buttocks are rounded and her skin is milky, no signs of any blemish or scratch on her legs. He swallowed the saliva on his watery mouth and slap his face.

He shouldn't enjoy the view in front of him. He should ask first who the lady was and why she's on his condo! Is this burglar taking a shower and then will took some of his valuable things before she will leave? I don't think that's reasonable!

He quickly turn around and closed the door, making a loud noise.

That made the lady shout.

"Who'se there? Don't you dare open the shower door!"

Bryce chuckled loudly. "I already did. I didn't see something interesting, though so you don't need to worry. Get dressed and we'll talk afterwards."

He walk back to his seat and sat, facing his laptop desk and mindlessly sipped on his hot brewed coffee.

"Ouch!"

His tongue got numb with too much heat from the coffee and he spit it on his printed papers.

"Damn! I will need to reprint those papers because of that naked woman!"

He quickly put the papers in the laundry line located in his small balcony. He put on clothes pin to hold the wet papers.

He also went to his room and was about to call her mother when he saw her text.

Mom: Son, is Nia on your condo? My secretary gave her your door keys yesterday. I just want to check if she's comfortable on your place.

Me: Mom! Why do you always say things late?

He typed in and erased. Instead, he replied:

Me: She is. When will you get her here? Or do I need to bring her to your place?

Mom: She'll stay with you for the meantime while I'm arranging somethings for her. Be good, okay?

Me:You know that a stranger man and woman should not stay in one place.

Mom:She and you we're different. I trust you that you'll behave well, son. She's a daughter I'll never had.

Me:Isn't this a set up?

Mom: Haha! No, darling. She need to recover and you'll be a perfect match to help her.

Me: Why of all people, me?

Mom: Because you are my son. Now, be a good boy and behave. See you, soon!

Gritting his teeth, Bryce threw his phone in his soft pillow. He was very much pissed at the taught that a woman would live with him even it's temporary. He's not used to having a woman in his life after his ex-girlfriend killed herself in his old place.

How would he react on her presence? Does he need to talk to her all the time? Do they need to eat facing each other on the table everyday? Does he need to cook for the breakfast just to please her mother's visitor? Does he need to accompany her if she wants to tour around the city?

Oh, looks like my schedule has been fucked up!

He closed his eyes and the sight of the woman's round buttocks came to his sight.

Those milky-long legs will be in good use to hook down to his waist when they made love. Those slender hips will be perfect for his hands to handle when he will put her on top of the kitchen counter before he will wildly kiss her. And those silhouette of her breast will a beautiful scenery to behold.

He shook his head and open his eyes.

Why does he need to see that scenario in his mind?

Fucked! He will have endless sleepless nights from tonight!