"Why are you dressed so formal?" Kayden asks as I walk out of the bathroom
"I don't feel like being scolded about not fitting into his lifestyle" I say with an eye roll as I remember the memory.
I'm wearing a silk black camisole that's tucked into my black skinny jeans. I chose a burgundy business jacket to throw over it.
I paired that with black stilettos and a black purse.
Since my dad obviously has his gang and drug business he's always dressed in business attire.
He thinks that it makes him powerful.
One time I met him in public while wearing pajamas and he scolded me for a year straight.
I'm not going through that shit again.
"You guys barely seem like family" he says as I clasp a gold necklace around my neck
"He wanted other things while I wanted to live a normal life" is all I reply as I part my hair in the middle and brush it into a low ponytail
He nods his head but looks like he wants to ask more.
I sigh as I turn to face him and lean against my wall.
"What do you