Blackmail Book Novels & Stories

He pressed the gun more to my waist making me let out a small gasp. "I am not only a billionaire kitten. I am also a mafia leader. And this crazy mafia wants you at any cost. And it will be better if you just submit to me or I have my own ways to make you do it." I flinched when I felt his cold lips on my warm neck. I tried to move away but he wrapped his one hand on my waist and other was still pressing the gun. "And you have no idea how dangerous and cruel my ways can be. And you just got a demo of your lovely friend laying on the bed half dead." His lips brushed against my earlobe making me moved a little in disgust.

I hated this—the feeling of being watched, of being manipulated. ‎ ‎A figure emerged from the darkness, their face obscured by a hood. I recognized the voice immediately—cold, mocking, and dripping with malice. ‎ ‎“You came, you're not really smart, are you?” the blackmailer said, their tone almost amused. “I was starting to think you’d grown a spine.” ‎ ‎I took a step forward, my jaw tight. “What do you want from me? I told you I don’t have the money.” ‎

“I’ve got lots of these, pretty. I’ll keep sending one each day until I decide to tell you what I want. I can have these posted, and you won’t want that. Just be a good girl until our next meeting.” Panic seized me. I felt sick. My hands trembled as I gripped the steering wheel, my mind racing. He was blackmailing me. This wasn’t just some drunken mistake anymore; it was a full-blown nightmare. What did he want? Money? Power? Or just to ruin me? I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to calm my erratic breathing, but my entire body was trembling. I opened my eyes and stared at the message, swallowing the lump in my throat. My voice was barely above a whisper when I finally muttered,

“Tell me who you are and what you want from me.” When I read the message, it triggered old memories of when I was being blackmailed. After that, the concept of blackmailing absolutely disgusted me and right now, I wasn't planning to be one. I instantly sent a whopping five million dollars to his account, the one I saw on the loan sheet.

He got a hint that my intentions were to seduce him. I placed my hands on his shirt button and looked straight into his eyes. I whispered in a soft tone “loving the hot and sexy man on earth” I opened up his shirt and his bare chest was exposed. I moved my hand on his chest. My physical contact passed a sensation in his body. I then moved my hands down towards his waist. He stopped me by holding my hand “Stop it Ahana..” he yelled. He pushed me to the bed and stood up. He endeavoured to button his shirt but I held his shirt and consummately abstracted it from his upper body. He was shocked by this move of mine. He looked at me and I smiled mischievously.

It was mortgaged to the bank. - Interesting. Send it to me. - Already done. - Great, Harry. He then ended the call and went to his G***l inbox where he already saw the file... This young woman was an interesting case. As he suspected. She had lied to him... Probably to save her honor... She was probably afraid of being in the headlines...The daughter of a former billionaire is found stealing from his former home...that would surely be the scoop of the year... Hamish paused for a moment and put down the phone to pick up his drink. He drank the contents in one go... This young woman particularly attracted his attention. He was dying to fuck her... He surprised himself by wondering if she was g

“ No! “ I exclaim. “ Fine then, prison it is for you. “ He says in a cheery tone, knowing he has me trapped. If only I didn’t blackmail him for money. He sits back on his chair and starts doing his work, looking at his screen whereas I just sit there, cuffed thinking about my future. Do it for Tim, Emma. Just close your eyes and say it. “ Fine, I… I’ll do it. I’ll be your mistress. “ I whisper, my voice barely audible but he hears me. “ Sweet, sign here then. “ He mutters, taking out a bundle of paper. He had it planned since the night I blackmailed him, didn’t he?

She was able to destroy their business at any time she wished by releasing some of their secrets. Ruby fed her eyes on each page. There were details of how they carried out their fraud and sold out fake products. “How does Nate come into the picture?” Ruby asked, still flipping through the pages of the book “Ah” Doris sighed. “The poor boy is just a victim of circumstance, Mr Wyatt keeps blackmailing him” Ruby dropped the paper immediately. It made no sense, why would Mr Wyatt choose to blackmail his friend's son and daughter's fiancé? “What do you mean?”

Is it my blackmailer has something terrible happened? What is going on!?

she rushed her words. “So now how are we going to blackmail him into dropping that large amount? I mean he would even be crazy to do that in the first place! Just to keep a cheap piece of information from Zoe?” Ivy was still not convinced, as she moved closer to her sister to confirm if she had a distinct plan already. The thought of having half that much in her bank account was so tempting. “Giving it a shot does not hurt.” “How are we going to do it? How are we not going to get caught? Malcolm has crazy connections, and there is no way we can successfully succeed if we mess anything up,” Ivy, who had already agreed to be in, was so scared of them making mistakes.