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... nter a Blood Contract with me, and I would save you from Kiba."

Kurtis's face twisted.

Blood Contract?!

He was a pure-blood aristocrat! He would be no slave, even if the refusal cost him his life.

"Hehe, pride comes before fall."

Lord Harley chuckled.

"But relax, I know your limit, so I have no interest in taking you as a slave. The Blood Contract will deal with a few things you would have to do for me. In return, I will promise you help and resources to pr ...

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