A Dance with Danger.
Ella's POV
Julian's arms wrapped around me, his hold tightening.
"Ella, you're making a mistake," he whispered. "Eric Drake can't protect you." I tried to pull away, but Julian's grip strengthened.
"From what?" I asked, my voice firm. "Your mother's secrets," Julian replied. "And Eric's own demons."
I shivered at the menace in his voice.
"Let me go."
Julian's smile twisted.
"Eric thinks he can claim you, but I know the truth."
Suddenly, Eric appeared, his eyes blazing.
"Release her," he growled.
Julian's laughter sent chills down my spine.
"This isn't over."
As Eric pulled me close, I realized. I was trapped in a game of power and deception. Where could I turn?
Eric's arms enveloped me, shielding me from Julian's sinister gaze.
"Are you okay?" Eric asked, his voice low and urgent.
I nodded, still shaken.
"Let's get out of here," Eric said, guiding me away.