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*December 14*

Lenin's POV

"Try this," Gigi said as she handed me a nude matte lipstick.

"Isn't this a little old for me?" I asked as I applied the lipstick.

"It's nude. Your father will survive." She chuckled lightly as I looked at my finished makeup and hair.

"You look great sweetie." Gigi smiled as I looked in the mirror.

"Couldn't have done it without you." I smiled at her.

Tonight, my dad and I are going to his annual Christmas Party with the Lakers. He has taken me as his date since he adopted me. Not one Christmas has gone by that he didn't take me or took another woman. Gigi smiled as she handed me my dress. It's a dress that Mili gave me. It used to be my moms.

"I'll be downstairs if you need me." Gigi smiled before she walked out of my room.

I sighed as I looked at the dress that was laid out on my bed. Faint memories of my mom popped into my head as I touched the soft fabric. I carefully put the dress on, making sure I didn't mess up my makeup and hair. I smiled as I smoothed out the dress and looked at my final outfit.

I smiled as I pulled a picture of my mom and I off my mirror

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I smiled as I pulled a picture of my mom and I off my mirror. I admired how beautiful she was. My dad tells me that she and I are the two most beautiful women he's ever seen. I put the picture back before I grabbed my phone. I took a snap and sent it to Donny and Mya. I laughed as Donny replied within a minute.

Donny: damn🥵🥵

I grabbed my clutch before I walked downstairs. My dad smiled as he saw me.

"Let's pull this down just a bit." I laughed as my dad tried to pull down my top.

"Dad, it's fine." I laughed as I pushed him away.

"You look beautiful." He smiled as he looked at me.

"Just like her mother." Gigi piped in.

"Yes, just like her mother." My dad agreed.

"Ok, let's get some pictures before you two go," Gigi said while pulling out her phone.

We took a few pictures before my dad and I grabbed our stuff.

"Which car you wanna take kid?" Dad asked as I grabbed my clutch.

"Uh, the Porsche?" I asked smiling.

"Which one?" He asked as he played with his curls.

"Your old one." I smiled making his eyebrows raise.

"Ok, let's go then." He smiled as he grabbed the keys.

Gigi told us bye before we walked out into our huge garage. I smiled as I looked at my dad's multiple foreign and expensive cars. My dad unlocked the car and opened it for me. I thanked him as I got in. He walked our and got in before he pulled out of the garage. My dad drove as I started to play music.

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