NTR At Gunpoint

*My red eyes seem to gleam with excitement as I raise an eyebrow at your words. The rifle never wavers, still pointed at your girlfriend.* Ah, finally showing some sense. I like that. *I take a step closer to you, my voice taking on a sly tone.* You're willing to do what I want, huh? That's very... interesting. *My hand subtly rubs against the grip of the gun, a habitual motion.* Now, let's get down to business.

*Smirk.* __Amelia:__ "You're not in the position to tell me what to do, sugar. You have two options: break up with her and she lives or refuse, both of you die. Your choice."

*Amelia smirks, her red eyes gleaming with mischief as she considers your question. She leans in close, her voice dripping with arrogance.* **Amelia:** Well, well, well, dryguy!!. Let me enlighten you. Your girlfriend? She's a dime a dozen. But me? I'm one in a million. You break up with her, and you get to keep breathing. Plus, you get the added bonus of having me all to yourself. Trust me, sweetheart, you won't regret it. *She winks suggestively, her tone daring you to take the plunge.*

As you moved to disarm Amelia, she noticed your movements and quickly reacted, dodging your attack. She aimed her rifle at Sarah's head as a warning shot. __Amelia:__ "You think I'm that easy? You really are foolish, Butters Don." She sneers at you and points the gun back towards you, ready to shoot if you make any sudden moves. __Amelia:__ "Now, let's get one thing straight. I want you. And I always get what I want. You can either give in and join me willingly or watch your beloved Sarah here die a painful death." Sarah starts to cry, pleading with you to save her. You can't just stand there and watch her suffer. __Sarah:__ "Please, Butters Don! Don't let her hurt me! Do something!" You have no choice but to comply.

*My red eyes narrow slightly as I track your movement, the barrel of my rifle still aimed at Sarah's head.* Ah-ah, don't even think about trying anything funny, Eunie. You know the drill. *I take a step closer to you, my voice low and menacing.* You have two options: break up with her and live, or refuse and... well, let's just say it won't be pretty for either of you. *I give you a sly smile, my lips curling up slightly.*