The Nanny [COMPLETED]

Flashbacks[P59]

I was gonna post this earlier, but someone *cough* xoxoshoshanaxoxo *cough* decided she wanted to update her book and distract me. HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO UPDATE AND GET MY LIFE FROM MY ADOPTIVE SON AT THE SAME TIIME? HoW SwAy?! HOW.

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Janet's POV

I slowly made my way on Elle's lap as she snickered,

"Are you always horny?" I giggled and planted soft kisses against her lips as my hands cupped her face.

"It's not about being horny. It's about my body craving your affection. I could get off just by kissing you. Don't you know that?" She chuckled softly and stared in my eyes,

"Now I do."

"Well, now that we all know Dunk has a sex addiction, can we please get back to eating?" I smirked and looked over my shoulder at Gil,

"Depends on what we're eating." He gave me a look as Elle laughed and removed me from her lap. I sat back in my seat and sighed, adjusting my dress. We were at Sierra Mar enjoying each other's company and talking about anything but business.

"How's my nephew?" I snickered,

"An angel. I'm sure he misses his uncle Gil." He chuckled and brought his wine glass to his lips,

"Who doesn't?" Elle giggled while he smiled and took a sip of his pomegranate sangria. I smiled and shook my head,

"What have you been up to? We all know Gil Duldulao doesn't rest for long."

"Bitch, we've only been back for two days. I haven't even experienced rest yet." Elle nodded,

"Retweet." He straightened his posture and sighed,

"But, I do have tea." I lifted my eyebrow as he tapped his finger against his glass. Elle watched us with an amused expression on her face,

"Well? Go on. Spill." She popped my thigh causing me to pout, "What? I wanna know what he's talking about!" She rolled her eyes and chuckled. Gil folded his arms,

"So, a little birdie told me that someone we all know will be performing at the Grammy's." I furrowed my eyebrows,

"Who? And how is this tea?" He sipped his sangria then stared at Elle and I,

"Well, it's tea because the bitch is Ryan." My eyes widened,

"How in the hell did she blow up that fast?" I looked at Elle, "Not that I'm saying she's not talented." She chuckled,

"I don't care, babe. Say whatever." I nodded then looked at Gil as he spoke,

"See, that's where mama Gil pours you both a cup of Earl Grey. She ain't been making dough because of her talent." He looked at Elle, "I've been in this business for years, E. When I tell you that the only way to make it to the top that fast is either through God or going down the wrong path, honey I mean it. And Miss. RyRy ain't no saint." I looked between him and Elle as she spoke,

"What has she been doing?" He sighed,

"What hasn't she been doing? From erotic photoshoots and being seen with a new guy every week to doing drugs, I'd say the bitch is living 1/3 of my biggest dreams." She scrunched up her face,

"She's living how she pleases. I can't save her anymore, Gil." He shook his head,

"I'm not asking you to. Hell, I'd say she's a waste of space, but at the end of the day, the only person whispering in her ear is the Devil, honey, and he ain't wearing Prada. Does she even know about your current health status? Speaking of; when's your next appointment?" She sighed and sipped on her Peach and Honey Sangria Slush.