The Scarred Orc Who Bit Me First

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My Pureblood hu band won't touch me. He leep in my tep i ter' wing. So I bought a wrecked half-blind mongrel Orc on a curb for five grand. By dawn, hi bond mark wa on my throat. By morning, three Highborn uncle were at my door. Turn out the "low-grade" Orc I ju t bought i the lo t heir to an eight-hundred-million-dollar Drennan e tate. And every relative in that hou e paid to di figure hi face when he wa eight. They're about to find out what I do to people who hurt what' mine.

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