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"What the hell did you want, money?"
Imani didn't know he could hurt her as much as he had when he looked at her like she was a cockroach beneath his boots, but it seemed there was a lot he could say that would still hurt.
"I don't care about your money."
Her tone and the serene stance made Matthew angrier than he already was. How does she get to be that calm when he is about to explode, thinking about her using him for what he could provide her and this boy she liked.
"Really? I don't believe you?"
Imani shrugged, bending to pick up her robe. She wanted to dress up because she didn't want to provide fodder for gossip. Her life was private, she kept to herself, and she wasn't about to compromise that for a man who thought so little of her. She didn't even unde
