Take her home.

“I think you have my grocery bags.”

For a moment, Sabrina’s brain short circuited. She could not think straight as confusion filled her.

“…What?”

His groceries, Sabrina made sure she did not hear that incorrectly. It took her some time, but realization dawned upon her as she finally pieced one and one together.

“I-It’s you…? The one who sent that message…”

Confusion, shock, betrayal, fear… all kinds of emotions flashed on her face. John resisted his urge to chuckle and maintained his unchanging smile.

Just looking at that smile was enough for Sabrina to confirm her suspicions or speculations.

She bit her lips tightly, thinking, ‘Really, someone like John…’

Although they had not interacted much, the little times she had talked with him, he had seemed like a gentleman. She could not believe someone like that was blackmailing her.

‘He has not done anything to me yet…maybe…’

Although the voice of reason within yet was telling otherwise, her escapism mentality was trying to find excuses.

John, who was asked a question, completely ignored it and spoke.

“How about we go to my house? It’s close by. I have something to show you.”

Although it was a question, Sabrina felt like she had **** in the matter and could only agree by nodding her head.

Although she was curious about what it was that he wanted to show her, she did not rashly open her mouth to express her curiosity. The tension she felt was like she was walking on a very tight rope, with a deep ditch stretching beyond her imaginations beneath her. One wrong mistake and she could fall into the never-ending abyss.

She gulped her saliva and stood up with somewhat shaking legs.

It was then she saw the man in front of her push his hand in front of her.

When she looked at him inquisitively, John explained.

“Give me the bags. They must be heavy, right?”

Looking at the bright smile that seemed to shine in the dark, she wondered if he was really the unknown person who had blackmailed her into coming here.

“T-thank you.”

‘No, why am I stuttering? More importantly, why am I thanking him? I need to be strong!’

Shouting in her mind, she resolved herself. She seemed to be getting a hang of herself, as she finally regained her thinking facilities back.

‘…My situation is not as bad as I think…After all, I always made sure to edit out my face in all photos or videos…Right, I will first see what he has to say.’

After walking for a little more than five minutes, they both soon reached their destination. As Sabrina stepped through the door, she felt her heart beating loudly in her chest.

“Sit on the couch, make yourself comfortable. Do you want anything to drink?”

Although her throat was dry like a desert, she shook her head.

“Okay, I will put the bags in the kitchen.”

Seeing John acting casually, she even wondered if she was getting worried over nothing. Maybe he really wouldn’t do anything…

Unfortunately, that thought of hers could not stay for long.

When John came back, without beating around the bush. he pulled out his phone and handed it over to her.

“This was what I wanted to show you.”

Sabrina looked at the still smiling face and then turned her gaze down at the phone. Her pupils constricted in an instant, trying to take in more light to see clearly.

It was a video of her masturbating in the office, one in which her face was clearly visible.

She did not have the luxury to wonder how he got it as she realized how grave her situation really was.

With hands shaking slightly, she looked back at John, only to see the never changing smile, however this time, the smile looked really devilish.