บททั้งหมดของ Blackmailing The Billionaire: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

Umm the usual.This book contains-Strong sexual themes.-Strong Language.-Dark themes as well.-Abusive relationshipI do not support any wrong decisions made by the characters so please do not take any wrong advice from the story.Please do not read if you aren't comfortable with such themes.Do read, if you are definitely comfortable with such themes.Age Preference: If you are 15-35 years old this book would suit you. But hey! What's age gotta do with a wild imagination?I hope you'll like it.Thank you for reading.If you want, you can also leave a good review. Thanks!

You know, the rich man, Noah he could have just forgiven me. 50 thousand dollars isn’t much for people like him, but he had to make a fuss about it.He did that, because he had the power to do so. Rich people are so insensitive, they can never understand the problems of people like me.I was acting destitute, that is because I have certain obligations, I did that because of my conditions. I would have never begged him if I was a free person, who didn’t have to worry about the bills, the rent, making ends meet, my little brother’s expenses and most of all, the goon Morty. He is the problem!“ Hey Emma, that was Noah Enrique. “ Jess, a waitress in the same restaurant explains, reminding me of the existence of the man due to whom I lost my job. “ But why was he harassing you? “ Jess asks confused.“ Harassing… ““ I mean why was he holding your wrist like that? Is he interested in you? Did he offer you something and you denied it. Is it the rea

I walk back home, with a cheque of 70, 000 dollars and the title of a mistress. Was it worth it? I don’t know. I reach home and call Morty. “ Hello, you can pick up your money. I’m sorry for the delay. “ I whisper and then put the phone down.He arrives in 10 minutes and takes the cash.“ How did you get this money?” He asks“ That’s not your business,” I state.“ Whatever.” He says happily and leaves with his money. I hope he doesn’t come back now.Tim jumps towards me. He gets bored in the house sometimes. We play a little, watch some cartoons and then I get him ready for bed. After putting him to sleep I go to my bedroom and think about today’s events. “ You’ll have to warm my bed every single night, you will always be available for me. And during this period you will not come in contact with any men- “ Mr. Noah puts out his conditions, his voice emitting authority. “ I’m not in a relationsh

The rest of the day is spent in cleaning the entire floor. I have to mop the floors, dust the walls and the expensive decoration pieces. “ A single piece is worth more than your entire existence. Do not break them “ He had advised in the same taunting manner. Rather than that, I have to fetch the boss’s dinner at 7 pm. I also have to mop the floor every single time someone comes in from the floors below. Only moping takes me 2 hours as the floor is huge, cleaning the walls takes me another 2 hours while dusting takes me 3 hours as I have to be extremely careful. I then clean the kitchen, cleaning any extra dishes, and then the dining room. I finish at 6:50. Almost 7, I have to serve him dinner by 7, only ten minutes left. I run as fast as I can down the stairs, my feet almost slipping but thank God I make it. I pick up his dinner and then jog up the stairs in a hurry. I’m fina

Mature Content!!" Here is your coffee Miss. Sophia. I apologize, I didn't know you are specially permitted to use the private elevator. " I reply looking down. I place the coffee and start doing my chores which basically involves mopping the floor, dusting and so on. My arm hurts badly, I can barely work with it. I do the chores with my left hand as my right hand hurts badly. It is hard to do so many things with a painful arm and leg. Just then, the bell rings again. What now? Does he want to torture me more? " I'm going out with Sophia. Clean my office. Please the files in the shelves accordingly, also tell my assistant to cancel all my appointments for today. " " Yes Sir. " I reply, now scared of him. He doesn't give me a second glance, instead leaves with Sophia. If you're pretty and rich like Sophia, people will care about you. If you are poor and not desirable, no one will car