Fighters money

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Prim cried for hours, and did not open the door even when Egan knocked and knocked. She did not shower either, because that would not take this dirty feeling she had all over. She finally stood up. She would rather die than live this sort of life. Maybe she could not take on the whole Mafia, but she would finally put Egan in his place. She did not spend her young adult life taking b*llshit from the wealthy simply because her livelihood depended on their patronage, only to continue taking the same b*llshit in her marriage. Egan was fast asleep when she opened the door. So he could sleep, sleep so soundly after what he did? She went to her vanity in the walk-in-closet and picked up a nail cleaner. She walked quietly to his side of the bed, and knelt down. She pulled up the long

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