Still Your Dog? No, I'm Gone novel Chapter 1

Chapter 1

In the nightclub, Camille Layton sat at the center of the room, a dazzling star surrounded by eager admirers.

They swirled around her, feeding her endless praise.

“Camille, it’s your birthday tonight. The entire tab’s on me!” a man said, raising his glass before pulling her close.

“Do you really think I need your pocket change?” Camille smirked, then rolled her eyes.

“You. Get over here!”

She turned and pointed at me sharply.

“Hieb away.”

I moved quickly and crouched beside her.

“Hold out your hands,” she ordered.

I complied, stretching my palms out in front of her.

Without warning, a mouthful of phlegm splattered into my hands, followed by a sharp,

burning pain.

Camille had crushed the last bit of her cigarette right into my skin.

“You can get lost now.”

I clenched my teeth against the sting and frowned. “Okay,” I blurted.

My expression remained calm and composed, as if this were nothing out of the ordinary.

The truth was, I had long since grown numb to it all.

In three years, I’d endured far worse than spit on my hand.

At the sink, I scrubbed my hands clean.

When I came back, a flood of jeers and taunts crashed down on me like a storm.

“Hey Camille, your lackey’s back!”

“Come closer. Let’s see just how pathetic you really are!”

No one at that table showed me even a shred of respect.

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I stayed silent and inade my way to Camille’s side

“Ms. Layton, it’s getting late.”

Before I could say more, she snapped, “How dare you try to boss me around, you son of a bitch?”

Our eyes locked, and in a swift motion, she tossed a bank card right at my face.

“Book a room for me. I’m not going home tonight.”

“Okay.”

I grabbed the card and quickly left.

The hotel was just next door. After I booked the room, Camille called.

“Send me the room number.”

“On it.”

“Wait for me outside the door. Don’t move!”

“Alright.”

In all these three years, I had never defied her commands.

Ten minutes later, Camille arrived, arm–in–arm with the same man from the club earlier.

He looked down at me like a hunter eyeing his prey.

“He’s surprisingly well–behaved. For someone who waits around for you like that, he’s even more obedient than my dog,” the man sneered.

Camille threw me a piercing glare.

“He’s nothing but a shadow. Once my family lets him go, he won’t even be worth a second glance.”

With a contemptuous scoff, they walked past me

They pushed through the door, instantly locking lips in a fiery kiss.

I deliberately looked away, shutting out the image.

Without warning, a handbag flew at me, hitting the back of my head.

“You’re staying right by the door tonight. Don’t even think about leaving.

“If I find you gone tomorrow, I’m telling my dad!”

A chill ran down my spine. “But-”

Before I could finish, the door slammed shut with a loud thud.

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A faint voice echoed, “No buts!”

I stood frozen at the doorway for a long moment before finally letting out a weary sigh.

How could this arrogant woman possibly grasp the weight of my struggles? Every night, I was stuck in the hospital caring for my sister, and by day, I was overwhelmed with running Layton

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