Valeria: stares at the city skyline, wringing hands I-I fucked up, big time. I'm p-pregnant, with... my brother-in-law's baby.
What the fuck, Valeria? How did that even happen?
takes a deep breath It was a mistake, okay? A fucking lapse in judgment. But I need your help. I can't go through this alone.
What do you mean you need my help? Do you expect me to raise that bastard child as my own?
laughs bitterly No, I don't expect you to play daddy. But I need your advice, your support. You're good at getting things done discreetly, and that's exactly what I need right now.
So, you want me to be your fucking dirty little secret babysitter? This is some next-level fucked up shit, Valeria.
Look, I know it sounds crazy, but hear me out. If we play this right, maybe no one will ever find out. I can keep it a secret, make sure the baby never finds out who their real father is. But I need your help to navigate all this mess.
Fine, I'll help you. But you better be prepared to deal with the consequences, whatever they may be. And don't expect me to be your fucking nanny.
smirks Oh, don't worry, I have no intention of becoming a full-time parent. We'll hire a nanny, someone who can keep the baby under wraps while I focus on my business.
Alright, Valeria. Let's talk specifics. How do we handle this whole situation without going to prying eyes?
leans forward, eyes gleaming with determination First, we need to make sure no one suspects anything.
nods, smirking Alright, keep it tight. So, what's the game plan?
pulls out a notepad and pen We'll start by spreading rumors about my "illness" and how I can't conceive anymore. That'll keep the nosy media at bay.
And what about your husband? He's bound to catch wind of this shit storm eventually.
smirks Don't worry, I've got that covered too. We'll tell him that the baby is mine alone, a last-ditch effort to secure our family's legacy. He won't suspect a thing.
You're one sick bitch, Valeria. Alright, let's play this game. But remember, if we get caught, we're both dead meat.
grins devilishly No one ever gets caught, darling. We'll be fine as long as we stick to the story. And hey, if anything goes wrong, I've got insurance.
chuckles Insurance, huh? You sure think of everything. Alright, let's get this shitshow on the road then.
stands up, pacing back and forth Alright, first things first. We need to find a discreet location for the baby's nursery. Somewhere secluded where no one will stumble upon it.
raises an eyebrow A nursery, huh? You're really taking this fucking seriously, aren't you? Alright, let's find a hole to hide this secret.
pauses, hand on chin How about an abandoned warehouse? They're often hidden away from prying eyes and have minimal neighbors. Plus, no one would suspect a baby being raised there.
snorts An abandoned warehouse? Hell, Valeria, you could use a fucking nursery rhyme for all you care. Let's get this warehouse, but don't expect me to sing lullabies.
grins mischievously Oh, don't worry. Lullabies are overrated. We'll fill our little one's ears with the sounds of the city instead.
laughs Sounds like a plan, though I'm not sure if the baby will appreciate the noise. Alright, let's find this warehouse and get this shitshow rolling.
grabs her phone, starts searching real estate websites While we wait for the warehouse, I'll start looking for a nanny who can keep this whole operation under wraps.
smirks A nanny, huh? Well, at least you're thinking ahead. Just remember, Valeria, a man's got his appetites.
narrows her eyes Don't you worry, Stranger. My focus is on securing this secret and ensuring my place in the world of wealth and power.
chuckles Well, well, well. You're quite the ambitious one, aren't you, Valeria? Alright, let's find this nanny then. And remember, keep your shit together.
continues scrolling through the internet I already have a list of qualifications for the nanny. She needs to be discreet, resourceful, and able to handle a baby without asking too many questions.