Chapter Eleven: Charity Dinner

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Dynasty "Karma" Jones. ** "How do I look, Dee?" Mia asked me as we got out of the black 2020 BMW M850 Gran Coupe, our rental car. "You look sexy, girl," I complimented. She had on a long, black fitted dress with some type of Gucci heels. "Nah, you look sexy," She complimented back. I smiled and waved her off. I had on a red, mid-thigh length dress with some black, Christian Louboutin red bottoms. "Thank you, but let's head on in. We all ready late, and you know that that is one of my biggest pet peeves." I said. "Says the woman who has been running late lately," Mia said. "Girl, f**k you," I said, not having a comeback because she was right. She laughed. "Ight, I'm ready," She said, pulling down her dress. I nodded at her as I texted Desirae back. Once I sent the message, I stuck

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