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Chapter 0027

I whip around and glare at him. “Slaves?” I growl. “What the fuck?”

Archer merely shrugs. “It’s an ancient Hayes tradition,” he says. “All employees are members of the Hayes Court of Slaves. It’s a highest mark of honor.”

“Fuck you,” I hiss and shove his chest. “I’m not wearing this shit.”

“Yo
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