Chapter EIGHTY EIGHT

ELLA'S POV

I struggled helplessly against the man's iron grip, my heart pounding as his foul breath ghosted across my face. Panic surged through me, as I tried in vain to break free of his clutches. But his hand clamped down harder over my mouth, muffling my cries.

Tears streamed down my cheeks as the other man moved in, his hands reaching for the buttons of my blouse. "No, please!" I tried to plead, the words barely audible. This couldn't be happening, I couldn't let them do this to me.

Just as I was about to give in, a movement in the shadows caught my eye and the man's hand was wrenched away from my mouth with such force that he was sent sprawling.

"Don't you dare touch her!" My rescuer snarled, his frame towering over the man holding me down. Without pause, he whirled on the second assailant, hauling him up by the collar and hurling him bodily against the alley wall

As my vision began to clear, I realized that it was Trent - his green eyes blazing with fury as he advanced on the