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"Take me home, Julian. I\'m tired," she said with a smile, trying to keep the conversation light.

As much as she enjoyed being close to him, there were still some boundaries she wasn\'t ready to cross yet.

She had promised herself that by the time she graduated, she would be ready for the next step in their relationship and finally let him fuck her. But for now, she wasn\'t quite there yet.

She wanted to make sure that when the time came, it would be a special experience, one she could look back on with fondness.

Julian nodded, his smile still in place, though there was a flicker of understanding in his eyes.

He knew she wasn\'t ready for everything yet, but that didn\'t mean he didn\'t appreciate the moments they shared.

"Let\'s find a place to eat first," Julian suggested, his voice full of enthusiasm, clearly eager to spend time with her.

"But…" April started, ready to voice her usual concern.

"No buts," Julian interrupted, a playful glint in his eyes. "I know you don\'t want me spending money on you, but this time, it\'s my treat. Next time, you can take me anywhere you want. I promise, it\'ll be your turn. But for now, just let me take you someplace nice."

April paused, considering his words. She had always been reluctant to let anyone spend money on her, especially when it came to something as frivolous as dining out.

But she could see how much he wanted to do this for her, and something about his sincerity melted her resolve.

"Okay," she sighed, giving in. "Just don\'t waste money unnecessarily. Let\'s keep it simple and affordable."

Julian smiled, triumphant. "Your wish is my command, Princess April," he replied with a dramatic bow, turning the wheel with a flourish. He made a show of it, clearly enjoying their playful back-and-forth.

She laughed softly, the tension of the day starting to melt away as they drove through the city streets, the evening sky painted in warm hues of pink and orange.

They continued driving, the radio playing softly in the background. April looked out the window, feeling at peace for the first time in a while. Your journey continues on empire

The hustle of her studies, her responsibilities, and all the pressure she put on herself had left her exhausted.

But with Julian by her side, she was reminded that sometimes it was okay to just slow down, to let herself enjoy the simpler things in life.

After a while, Julian turned onto a quieter road, the city lights fading into the distance as they ventured further out.

"I know a great place just up ahead," he said, his voice filled with excitement. April raised an eyebrow but didn\'t argue. She trusted him, even if she didn\'t always share his enthusiasm for luxury.

But just as the car reached a bend in the road, everything suddenly changed.

The sound of screeching tires filled the air, and within moments, they were boxed in. Four cars—dark, menacing vehicles—appeared from nowhere, swerving to trap them from the front and behind.

Julian\'s hands tightened on the steering wheel, his eyes scanning the rearview mirror in disbelief.

"Julian, what\'s going on?" April asked, her voice tinged with fear. She could feel the shift in the air, the growing tension that made her heart race.

"I don\'t know, just stay calm," Julian replied, his voice now strained, trying to keep his cool as his foot hovered over the brake.

Before he could say another word, the sound of doors slamming shut echoed through the night, and men began to emerge from the surrounding vehicles.

They wore eerie, demon-like masks that hid their faces, making them look even more menacing. The sight of the masks made April\'s blood run cold.

These were no ordinary thugs. There was something methodical and calculated about the way they moved.

In an instant, the men were surrounding them, rifles held firmly in their hands. The long, automatic weapons gleamed under the streetlights as they were aimed at the car.

April\'s breath caught in her throat as she realized what was happening—they were being held at gunpoint.

"Get out of the car!" one of the men shouted, his voice distorted by the mask, but his command was clear.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Julian didn\'t hesitate. His hands shook for a split second, but he quickly reached for the door handle, pushing it open with one swift movement.

April, frozen in shock, struggled to keep her composure. She had never been in a situation like this before—never imagined she would be in the middle of something so dangerous.

But there was no choice. They had to comply.

The man with the rifle walked closer, his boots thudding against the pavement. "Step out, slowly," he ordered.

His voice was cold, demanding, and carried the weight of someone used to making others obey.

April felt a knot tighten in her stomach as she glanced at Julian, who had already stepped out of the car. She followed suit, her legs feeling like jelly beneath her.

As she stepped onto the cold asphalt, she could feel the eyes of the men on her, assessing her every move. The air was thick with tension, and her heart pounded in her chest.

"What do you want from us?" Julian\'s voice was steady, but April could tell he was doing his best to mask his own fear.

The man with the rifle said nothing at first, only gesturing for Julian and April to step farther away from the car. The rest of the men stood watch, their rifles never wavering from their targets.

April\'s mind raced. Who were these people? What did they want with them?

The questions spiraled in her head as she struggled to stay calm.

"Stay close," Julian whispered to her, his arm brushing against hers as they stood together, facing the unknown.

The tension in the air was suffocating, and the minutes felt like hours. April\'s heart was pounding in her chest, but she tried to hold on to the calm Julian was trying to project.

The moment felt like it could explode at any second, and she wasn\'t sure what would happen next.

"You are cordially invited by our boss. Comply peacefully, and you will live. Resist, and you might lose a limb or two by the end of this night," the leader of the Demon Mask group said. Of course, this was none other than Ross Oakley\'s right-hand man, Brandon.