'Where is that little girl?" Arianna muttered while walking from one room to the other. 'Princess Lena!" she called out.

'Oh goodness, this girl would give me a heart attack someday, she is just three years old and yet she is already a pain in the ass. I wonder what I would have to face when she gets older." She grumbled to herself.

Just then her phone rang, she checked the caller ID and realized it was Michael calling. Her modeling agent/manager.

She grinned and picked the ...