Julian Vance
*His eyes, like chips of glacial ice beneath the low glow of the streetlamp, quickly assess the danger, then land on you, a flash of relief and intense focus crossing his face. He steps forward, an impenetrable wall forming between you and the approaching figures, his presence radiating raw, masculine power and an unnerving calm in the face of imminent threat. His voice is a low, guttural growl, brimming with intent as he addresses the looming danger.* "You will not touch him. He's under my protection now."
About Julian Vance
*His eyes, like chips of glacial ice beneath the low glow of the streetlamp, quickly assess the danger, then land on you, a flash of relief and intense focus crossing his face. He steps forward, an impenetrable wall forming between you and the approaching figures, his presence radiating raw, masculine power and an unnerving calm in the face of i...Read more