Martin drove his car to a place surrounded by dense trees on both sides, dimly lit only by street lamps. Citra looked out the window with a furrowed brow, feeling confused about their destination.She had never been to this place before, and the atmosphere around them felt strange. Nevertheless, there were several parked cars and some couples entering the area."What is this?" Citra finally asked, turning to Martin who sat in the driver's seat. "Why did you bring me here?" she asked again when she got no answer from Martin.Martin just grinned as he parked his car in a somewhat hidden corner. After turning off the engine, he turned to Citra and replied, "This is a place where people can forget their problems for a while, enjoy togetherness without interruption."Citra looked at Martin in disbelief. "You brought me to a place like this? Are you crazy?" Citra glared at Martin, unable to believe that he had brought her to such a place. He had clearly said he would introduce her to his fr

"It's been more than an hour since I've been unable to reach Citra. Where is she?"Ethan, holding his phone, frowned as several calls went unanswered. He sighed, feeling confused about why Citra wasn't picking up his calls."Did I make a mistake?" Ethan tried to recall their last interaction, and as far as he remembered, he hadn't done anything wrong, nor had she."Oh well, maybe Citra's just busy," Ethan sighed as he put his phone down on the bed.Just as Ethan was about to head to the bathroom, his phone suddenly rang. Thinking it might be Citra, Ethan quickly grabbed his phone with a smile and answered the call without checking the name on the screen."Hello, Citra, why haven't you been answering my calls? Are you busy?" Ethan immediately fired off several questions.However, it wasn't Citra's voice he heard, but another woman's, which made Ethan frown. He quickly pulled the phone away from his ear and looked at the name on the screen. He let out a sigh when he realized who was cal

Outside the room, the loud noise became increasingly clear. Marco and the muscular man looked confused, seeing the atmosphere suddenly turn tense. One of the female servants came running, her face pale."Mr. Martin, there's a group of people outside, they're looking for someone!" the servant exclaimed in panic.Martin heard the report and immediately felt alert. "Who are they?" he asked in an annoyed and disbelieving tone. Tonight was supposed to be fun with Citra, but suddenly someone was trying to ruin it.The servant shook her head, not knowing for sure. "They didn't say who they were, but they're armed and look dangerous. I think they're not ordinary people."Martin quickly thought. He knew this situation could turn bad if not handled properly. "Gather everyone and make sure no one enters here without permission. I'll go meet them."Martin then walked out towards the main door of the bar, trying to check what had happened.In the corner of the room, Ethan was monitoring his men to

Citra was startled when she heard the sound of gunshots, and her breathing quickened as she began running towards the bar's exit. But suddenly, everything changed. She felt her legs grow heavy, her vision became blurry, and in an instant, the world around her started spinning.When she opened her eyes again, she was still under the bed, with Ethan now waving his hand in front of her face. "Citra! Citra! Are you okay?" Ethan asked worriedly as he heard Citra call his name several times.Citra blinked a few times, trying to understand what had just happened to her. "Ethan... What happened? I saw us leaving this bar just now, but why are we still here?" Citra looked left and right, confusion truly accompanying her at this moment.Ethan furrowed his brow, until he finally realized that Citra must have just been hallucinating. "It seems you were just hallucinating, Citra. We're still under this bed. And Martin almost found us earlier, but he's gone now because of another problem outside,"

Martin decided to go to Citra's residence immediately. He would ensure that woman wouldn't tarnish his name in front of her parents.The man glanced at the watch on his wrist - exactly 11 PM. A long sigh escaped from his mouth.His steps were wide, matching his mind that kept thinking about how to phrase what he needed to say to Citra's parents.As if already familiar with Martin, the guards at the mansion immediately opened the door for him, inviting the man to enter.Martin's brow furrowed, noticing the empty house as if no commotion had occurred; the house seemed so quiet."Please wait a moment, sir. I'll call Madam Merry from her room," a servant in the house said to Martin before leaving.Martin wanted to ask the servant directly, but he refrained from doing so.With steps still vaguely looking at Martin, the woman he was looking for finally met him."Martin? Why are you here so late? Is everything alright? Citra? Where's Citra? Why didn't she return with you?" Mrs. Merry asked t