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Mayadaddy i want a nannythe nanny fanfictioni will not expect anything from my ungrateful fatherwhy don't you take what you want from me
Once their footsteps started clambering up the stairs, Theodore snapped his head towards me making me roll my eyes.
"Bambinaia?"
(A Nanny?)
"Si, é?" I responded grabbing mine and Isabella's plates and taking them to the sink.
(Yes, and?)
"I feel hurt," he said feigning disappointment. "Does that mean I'm fired?"
I ignored him and started doing the dishes.
"Did she get the job?" he asked, I could hear his chair screeching as he got up.
How many goddamn times have I warned him not to scratch my floors?
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