Text Sabrina...anonymously.

Caitlyn had to admit while such an idea never came into her mind before, it appeared rather appealing now that it did – no matter how morally as well as legally wrong it seemed.

“Let’s see…”

She picked up her phone while thinking how to go about this whole matter. If she was going to dabble in this questionable and dangerous work, she was going to make sure it succeeded, and also had the lowest risk.

With her mind churning, she installed a phone burner app and connected to Sabrina’s cellphone number. She has her contact information because of working together on a project.

She then copied the link to her Onlyfans and sent it to the number with the following message beneath it.

[Hey Sabrina, do you recognize this?]

She imagined how surprising would it be if someone unknown suddenly sent you a link to your onlyfans along with a short message like this.

Suddenly, something struck her mind, and she sent another message to ensure Sabrina would not do as she suspected.

[By the way, don’t think about deleting the account now. There’s no point to it as I already saved all of the videos and photos. Don’t try any funny business or all of them will be sent to your family, friends at college, and coworkers at workplace.]

Now all she could do was wait. She needed to see her reaction before thinking about how to move further. It would not come as a surprise to her if Sabrina decided to just ignore, or worse, even block her.

Hopefully, that last bit of warning would help in that regard. After all, she had filled that sentence full of threats as well as subtle information that would be enough to frighten her.

Thankfully, she did not have to wait very long. She was still looking at the screen of her phone that a reply popped up.

[...Who are you?]

Even though it was just a short sentence, Caitlyn felt like she could see the fear, panic, surprise, and worry behind it.

It was highly possible that Sabrina was on her phone and had seen the message the moment it was sent but had been too surprised and flabbergasted to only be able to reply after a few minutes.

As she was just lost in thought, her phone rang, signaling a message.

[Why are you doing this?]

[Are you blackmailing me?]

[What do you want from me?]

[Is it money? How much do you want?]

The barrage of questions was sent with very short intervals between them, making it obvious the other party was typing in franticly.

“Cute girl.”

The corner of her lips curled up unknowingly. She moved her fingers over the keypad slowly.

[Well, you can think of it as ****.]

[And It’s not money that I want.]

The reply came instantly this time as well.

[…Then what do you want?]

Caitlyn could almost hear the audible gulp through the written text.

After not getting an instant reply, Sabrina seemed to be getting restless as she pleaded.

[Please don’t show these to anyone…]

[I promise to keep this a secret between you and me – As long as you can do one thing for me.]

[What is it? I’ll do it, just please keep this a secret.]