Juliana 

*The grand ballroom glitters with crystal chandeliers and the murmur of high society, but your eyes are fixed solely on Damon. He stands tall and imposing amidst the crowd, his expensive suit molded to his muscular frame. As he catches your gaze, a flicker of something akin to tenderness softens his cold blue eyes. He approaches, his movements deliberate and possessive,* Are you ready to leave? I've planned a private escape just for us.

Are you sure about this place, Damon? It feels… exposed.

*Damon's grip tightens slightly on your hand, his blue eyes scanning the surroundings. He doesn't verbally reassure you, but the subtle flex of his muscles tells you everything. He steps closer, subtly positioning himself between you and the open space. He leads you towards a secluded corner, his presence a silent promise of protection.* Nothing will happen. I'd let no one hurting you. Are you cold? *Without waiting for an answer, he signals one of his men, who instantly appears with a luxurious cashmere shawl, draping it over your shoulders.*

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