Chapter 1. Blackmailed

The day seemed brighter as Alex moved through his duties with a lightness in his steps and a quiet smile tugging at his lips. Everything felt great, even the customers seemed kinder. But his eyes kept darting to the clock, counting down the hours like a teenager before prom. He had a date with his new boyfriend, James.

At exactly quarter to seven, Alex was already standing in front of Room 223 at the Kornelly Hotel. His heart thudded against his ribcage. He inhaled deeply, then exhaled slowly. “Okay, calm down. It's just James… or not just James, he is my boyfriend.” He smiled, raised his hand, and knocked.

To his surprise, the door flung open almost instantly.

“Hey, honey!” James beamed, his face lighting up like he had just won the lottery. Before Alex could say a word, James grabbed his hand and pulled him inside. The door slammed shut behind them as Alex stumbled forward, landing right into his arms.

James held him tightly, inhaling his hair scent like he had missed it for real. “Hmm, apple blossom, smells so nice. Alex my darling,” he murmured into his ear, “I’ve missed you so much.” Then he gave him a soft peck on the cheek. The gesture made Alex's knees go weak as he chortled like a teenager.

“Come,” James said, tugging him further into the room, “Dance with me.”

“What?” Alex blinked shyly and in confusion.

James chuckled as he picked up a remote and adjusted the volume slightly. Soft, romantic music played, slow, jazzy, and warm. “Come on,” he insisted, his arms already swaying,

“This is a celebration, babe. Our first date as an official couple. Dance with me.”

Before Alex could protest, James brushed his lips on his forehead, took both his hands, and began to guide him into a gentle sway.

“You're mine now,” he whispered, “and I'm yours. I've waited for this moment, and tonight, I’m going to make every second count.”

He pulled back slightly, just enough to gaze at Alex’s face. His eyes scanned him slowly, attentively, catching every twitch, every blush, every flicker of emotion.

“You're really here with me,” James said softly, “you have no idea what your presence does to me, or do you?”

Alex smiled shyly and nodded negatively as he managed to follow his lead with the dance. “Tell me, please”, he said almost in a whisper.

James chuckled, “The fact is…I couldn't find the right word to express it. How about I show you, hmm?”

Alex's heart pounded in his chest as James caressed his cheek, leaning in he kissed his nose bridge before claiming his lips in a passionate kiss. When he realized that Alex had lost it, he withdrew and stared at him. To be sure of his suspicion, he trailed his hands on his belly watching his actions.

“Babe, you are driving me crazy. Tell me, what do you want?” James asked, his hand still moving around his chest making him tremble.

“Oh James, I…I..”, he stuttered.

James smiled and started unbuttoning Alex's shirt. The minute he took off his shirt, he tickled his tit with his tongue. Alex gasped and closed his eyes.

“Come on, babe, say you want me to touch you,” James said as he started caressing him all over, especially his waistline.

Alex was already short of words but could only nod his agreement as he took off James’s shirt.

James led him on until he felt him shaky, wanting nothing else but his touch and saying nothing else except his name. Taking off the rest of their clothes, he led Alex to bed, doing to him what no one else had ever done, satisfying his every desire.

Meanwhile, while Alex was busy enjoying every sensation, James was busy checking to ensure his plan was not compromised.

Later, they had dinner together, toasted to their reunion, and went back to their room for another round.

The next morning, Alex stirred awake, reaching instinctively for James, but the space beside him was empty. His heart skipped. Did he leave again? Panic began to creep in, until his eyes landed on a folded note on the table.

“Good morning, love. I had to attend to something. Take the painkiller, it will relieve you of any ache. I’ll call you.”

Alex exhaled in relief, a soft smile curling his lips. “Oh, James, if this is a dream, I don’t want to wake up.”

He stretched, then winced suddenly. “Damn… my ass aches.” He chuckled under his breath and took the tablets. “Well, I guess I’ll get used to it.”

After a quick shower, he ordered fresh clothes, got dressed, and headed straight to work, still floating in that blissful post-love haze.

Everything went smoothly until lunch break. As he sat at his desk in the office, biting into his sandwich, and stirring a cold tea with a spoon, a message notification popped up. His heart leaped, he assumed it was James. He opened it casually but on seeing the content, he froze.

It was them. A full-on nude photo of him and James…entangled, exposed, unmistakable. The spoon in his hand slipped and clattered to the floor. His phone followed. His entire body went cold.

“No… no… James, you can't do this to me,” he whispered, his voice shaking. “Tell me this isn’t happening” He whispered to no one in particular.

His heart ached, and fear gripped him as he started sweating profusely. He walked about the office in confusion. Then, suddenly, a knock came on the door. He froze again staring at the door.

It came again and again, still he didn't move…didn’t speak, he just stared at the door as if whoever was there, was the devil behind his nightmare. There was quietness, but suddenly the door burst open.

To Alex’s surprise, it was James. His eyes were blazing with anger as he matched in.

The secretary apologized instantly, "I'm sorry, sir, he insisted on seeing you,” she explained.

James jammed the door and faced him. “Alex, what is the meaning of this? Did everything we shared last night mean nothing to you? Everything you said to me, are they just empty words?. Did you say yes to me just for this, to expose my nudity? You're also in this. What will you gain”

He paused as Alex didn't move. “Come on, stop staring and talk to me.” He walked closer as his expression changed.

“Oh dear, did you take it for memories?” James paused and stared at Alex.

“What the heck are you blabbing, James? You seriously think I took our nude photos without letting you know? How, when, are we not there together? Oh dear goodness, now it's getting scarier. I thought it was your doing.”

“What? No, I didn't.” There was a tense pause. “The hotel, I'm going back to Kornelly. I need to see their footage.”

Then, in that instant, a message popped up on James and Alex's phones at the same time. James opened his phone, and it was a short video of them making out on the bed with every sound they were making exposed.

“Oh shit, it's another one. Who the heck is doing this? Did you tell anyone about our date? James asked him.

“No, I didn't, not a soul”

Instantly, James' phone buzzed. It was an unknown number. He stared from the phone to Alex, his hand shaking.

“I don't have this number in my contacts,” James said, staring as if scared to pick up, but Alex took the phone from him, clicked the answer button, and put it on speaker. “Hello”

“Hello, lover boys,” the distorted voice came through the speaker, smooth but laced with menace. “Now listen closely. The faster you pay, the better for you. I want ten million…cash. No games, no delays.”

Alex and James froze, eyes locked on the phone as the voice continued.

“Don’t do anything stupid. Don’t even think about investigating. You won’t find me. Every track is covered. I’m watching you. One wrong move from either of you, I’ll drop the first photo.”

A chilling pause followed…then a dark chuckle.

“Damn, you two were hot on that bed. Watching this video almost made me hard. But I need cash, you know? Enough to score me a sweet ride or maybe a sweet partner like you guys.”

Another eerie laugh echoed.

“Alright, boys, that’s enough chat for now. Start stacking my dough. I’ll call back tonight with pickup details. The clock’s ticking… tick tock… tick tock.”

The line went dead…Silence. James cursed audibly. “Son of a bitch”