Chapter 10 - THE RESCUE AT THE CLIFFS
Smoke poured from the crumpled hood of Maya’s car as it rested precariously against an ancient pine tree near the water's edge.
Inside the shattered vehicle, Maya gasped for air, blood trickling down from a cut on her forehead.
High above on the highway, the sound of screeching tires echoed as Julian’s private security convoy arrived at the scene.
Julian leaped out of his moving SUV before it even stopped, racing recklessly down the steep, rocky slope toward the wreckage.
"Maya!" Julian roared, kicking open the jammed driver-side door with brute force.
He carefully unbuckled her seatbelt, lifting her fragile body into his arms just as the car's engine caught fire.
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Julian carried her up the rocky embankment to safety, holding her close against his chest as emergency sirens wailed in the distance.
"I've got you, Maya," Julian breathed heavily, kissing her forehead gently. "You're safe now, I promise you."
