I have no idea what he’s talking about. "What do you mean, loaded, Nolan? Listen, if you’re here for—""Oh, for God’s sake. Why don’t you chill the fuck out?" he snaps, his grin fading. "Just hand over a hundred thousand, and we’ll be out of your hair."I blink, completely taken aback. "A hundred thousand? What do you mean? I don’t have that kind of money.""Oh, but you do," he says, his voice dropping low. "Damon has it, and he’s your husband. So technically, you do have it."I stare at him in disbelief, my mind racing. "Nolan, this is insane. You can’t just show up here and demand money like that. Are you out of your mind?" Besides, Damon might have the money, but he’s never trusted me enough to even let me use his credit cards.He shrugs. "I don’t know about that, but if you don’t hand me the money in the next five minutes, I sure as hell will be very angry. And trust me, you don’t want to see me angry."His friends laugh.Nolan’s grip on Cora tightens, and she starts to whine, rea
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