NTR Rogue in the Apocalypse-Chapter 221: Consequences

"John, don’t be mad," she said, her voice soothing and melodic. "I had to do it. I didn’t want you to refuse me."

"What did you do to me?" John demanded, his voice a low growl.

"It’s just a charm skill," she said, averting her gaze.

"So what was that about, yesterday? You can’t ask for a stupid favour, so you have sex with me instead?"

Laura’s eyes widened. "No, of course not! John, I already consider myself your woman, that has nothing to do with this."

More of the faint glow emanated from her and passed through John. He raised his hand and cupped her cheek. She leaned into his touch, and a smile formed on her lips, but her expression changed into panic when John’s hand trailed down towards her neck and squeezed.

"You know, if I was a weaker man, you would have had your way with me," John said, his grip tightening. "I could snap your neck like a twig right now."

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Laura gasped, her eyes watering. "John, please. You’re hurting me."

"You’ve been messing with my mind ever since you met me, haven’t you?"

"It’s not like that," Laura choked out, her voice strained.

"What did you make me do yesterday? I felt like I was being pulled by something."

"John, please let me go. I’ll tell you everything, but you have to let me go," Laura pleaded.

John stared into her tear-filled eyes with a cold, unforgiving intensity. His jaw clenched so hard that his teeth threatened to shatter as he finally released her, sending her stumbling backward with a violent force. Laura fell to the ground gasping for air, her chest heaving as if it were being crushed under the weight of his anger and betrayal.

"I can’t believe you did that," she said, her voice raspy.

"I can’t believe I let you get away with it," John shot back.

"You didn’t have a choice," Laura replied, rubbing her throat. "You were under the influence of my Charm Skill. That’s why you couldn’t say no."

"Your what?"

"Charm Skill. It’s a skill that allows me to manipulate people’s emotions and desires."

"You’re using a fucking system-aided Skill to manipulate me?"

"Not just you. I can use it on anyone."

"Listen, I don’t give a shit who you use it on aside from myself and the people I care about. Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t snap your neck right now."

John’s comments were like daggers piercing Laura’s heart. She sensed his frigid anger radiating from him, ready to swallow her. She never imagined it would come to this, but she realised she had erred greatly in utilising her Charm Skill on him. Her eyes begged for pity as she raised her head to face him.

"John, I promise there was a valid purpose for my using my skill on you, even though I realise it was wrong to do so. It was never my intention to have you do anything against your will. I only wanted to confirm that you support me."

John’s expression remained unreadable, and Laura couldn’t tell if he believed her or not. She swallowed hard, her throat still sore from his grip. "I promise you, John, I will never use my charm skill on you again. I’ll do whatever it takes to make it up to you. As I said, I already consider myself your woman."

John let out a humourless laugh took one step forward. "You think I’m stupid?"

Laura shrank back in fear as he approached, his aura was menacing. She could feel his rage simmering beneath the surface, and she knew that if she made the slightest move, it would erupt in a torrent of violence.

"No, John, please. You don’t understand."

"Listen, Laura, before you keep wasting your time trying to explain, you should know that I, too, have skills you don’t know about. Trust me when I tell you this, if you really considered yourself my woman, I would know."

John threatened as he continued to step forward while Laura kept her back against the wall. Of course, Laura could never have known about John’s class. As John told her, if she truly considered herself his, he would know because the system would warn him about the disadvantages of being involved with a single woman.

One disadvantage was that there would be no quests related to stealing her and he would miss out on the rewards. Another disadvantage was that he would receive no benefits from sleeping with her.

"Laura," John growled. "Your free passes are over. Lie to me again, and you’re dead."

John cornered Laura against the wall and traced his hand over her bruised neck.

"John, I promise—ah!"

John cut her off by grabbing her neck. She whimpered as his grip tightened and he pressed her against the wall, his eyes locked onto hers.

"If you lie to me again, I will not hesitate to kill you."

"I won’t. I promise. Please, John, let me go."

Laura’s tears ran down her cheeks as she pleaded. She could feel his fingers digging into her skin, and the pressure was becoming unbearable.

John stared into her eyes, his expression devoid of emotion. He felt nothing but contempt for her, and he was tempted to end her life right then and there.

After a moment of consideration, he decided against it.

"I’m going to let you go now," John said. "But if you try anything, I will not hesitate to kill you."

With those words, John released his grip on her neck and stepped back.

Laura slumped against the wall, gasping for air, her knees trembling. She placed a hand against her throat and winced as the pain began to subside. She looked at John, her eyes brimming with fear and uncertainty.

"We should go," John said, turning his back to her. "We have a lot of supplies to collect."

John ignored everything else and placed the bed in his inventory. If Laura could have it her way, she would ask him what about the other things she wanted to retrieve, but she knew she was in no position to ask for anything.

"John," she called.

"Shut up, Laura. If you can’t say something helpful, don’t speak."

"I’m sorry, John."

"Don’t apologise. Just help me get the items. It’s what you came for."

They moved from one house to the next, retrieving items and storing them in his dimensional storage space.

Laura took John around the neighbourhood and helped him get some supplies. The whole time regretting having ever messed with John. She had begun to feel safe around John and that reminded her of the old world—how her womanly charms could get her anywhere, but she should have never messed with a man like John.

When they were done, they headed back towards the base. They walked in silence, neither one of them willing to break the tension.

Reality had slapped Laura in the face and that day, she understood perfectly how the world had changed. They had tried living by themselves, but that didn’t work. She couldn’t be with a man like Adam because she’d have no freedom, but what she really understood was that she should never take good things for granted.