Leandra Parsons

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“I’ve been paying her a shit ton of money to keep her away.” His head falls back on a deep sigh. “I recently cut her off and told her there would be no more.” He huffs a humorless laugh. “She threatened to expose me.” “You should’ve allowed me to take care of it,” Mike says, sounding beyond angry. “You never listen to me where she’s concerned.”
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