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Chapter 3: The Debt of the Streets

The cruel husband didn't expect the abused stray dog to suddenly intervene. He stared in absolute horror at the scarred beast, his mind racing to understand where this monster had come from.

But Elena knew exactly who he was.

Four months ago, while walking home from a local grocery store in the pouring rain, Elena had found this exact dog bleeding out in a dark alleyway, having escaped a brutal illegal dog-fighting ring. While the rest of the neighborhood ignored the dying animal, Elena had knelt in the mud, wrapping her own expensive jacket around his wounds. She had spent her secret allowance to buy him food, antibiotics, and clean water every day for a month, earning the trust of a creature the world had deemed entirely unlovable. She had saved his life, and the giant animal had never forgotten her scent.

Instead of a defenseless victim, Julian's arrogant supremacy shattered instantly when the scarred beast bared its teeth to protect the woman who had once saved its life.

The dog lowered its massive head, its upper lip curling back to reveal a row of razor-sharp, white teeth covered in thick saliva. A deep, vibrating growl echoed from the depths of its chest, a sound so terrifyingly loud that it caused the glass windows of the penthouse penthouse access door to rattle. The dog’s ears were pinned back, its amber eyes locked onto Julian’s throat with a predatory, unyielding focus.

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Julian’s breath caught in his lungs. The absolute control he thought he possessed over the universe evaporated into nothingness. He took a trembling step back, his hands raised defensively, his crisp white shirt now soaked in cold sweat. "Good... good boy," Julian stammered, his voice cracking into a pathetic, high-pitched whine. "Get back! Stay!"

The dog took a synchronized step forward, its claws clicking sharply against the concrete, the sound mimicking the countdown of a clock. It snapped its massive jaws just inches from Julian’s thigh, the sheer force of the snap echoing like a gunshot.

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