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Little bird

Author: Cho Kay
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-19 02:53:09

Isla~

"You must be Boss Dante's wife."

I looked up at the blond woman with brown eyes, who was standing at a height of about 6 foot. From her accent, I could tell she was Russian.

I narrowed my eyes at her outstretched hands, refusing to shake her.

"You must be the new babysitter." I retorted, leaning back on my seat and folding my arms.

"I don't like you already."

The woman rolled her eyes at her comment like she was already used to it, plopping herself down on a sofa and making herself comfortable.

"I'm not surprised." She smirked, turning her eyes to the TV show I had been watching.

"He did say you have an attitude problem."

My eyebrows furrowed and I clenched my fists at her words. I couldn't still believe that this was really happening, that I was being assigned to a fucking babysitter.

"I'm here to fix that."

"I'm not a fucking child!" I seethed, jumping up from my seat as if it would prove my point.

She arched a brow at me.

"Looks like I'm going to need a swear jar."

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