Vanity's pov.
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''where the hell have you been! You're mother has been looking all over for you '' he says as he looked at me in disbelief his self .
''Well you know I kinda got into some trouble '' I said trying to brush off why I was here and it definitely was not for a good reason
''Uh—why are you in this hotel for strippers / hookers ?'' I asked him as he stood to look at me.
''don't put no blame on me ! But I'm going to call cookie right now to get you home this woman has been worried sick about you , first off why are you dressed like a hook- you getting pimped out ? But who? So I can kill his ass ! ''
''I don't think you wanna do that dad '' I said slowly putting my jacket on as I was about to grab the door and he looked up at me . ''you need to go home right now you have no business wondering off ''
'' I didn't just wonder off I was kidnapped in a club dad first off and I work for prince I'm sure you heard his music but in the streets he goes by Christopher Tracy '' I said sighing .
'' and we have this sorta weird relationship... where I do date him but he also takes my money.. and does this weird pimpin trick he claim he was going to let me go home but that was a lie ''
''And it was a song called nasty girl he made y'all do? Where did he even get the money to put this out on the radio '' Lucious said trying to think
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''I don't know what type of sick love spell he got you up under but he doesn't even love you''
''Mom said you never wanted me because I was born a girl you only cared about Andre & Hakeem the most you never cared about me and Jamal yeah your worthless daughter and your gay son ''
I said walking past him fast before he tried to grab my hand and I snatched my hand back from him quickly .
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''What seems to be the issue '' prince stepped inside of the room and looking Lucious up and down with attitude .
''That's my daughter and your fucking with her young ass mind I don't know what type of shit you got your self in but leave my daughter out of it if you don't you're going to regret it '' Lucious pointed at him before walking out the room.
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To be continued
