Novel & Cerita Blackmail Book

Ravyn corrected, "that's negotiation. Blackmail would be if I threatened to tell people about all the ways you've been mistreating me since I came home. About the basement room, the separate meals, the way you parade me around at parties like a performing monkey and then act shocked when I don't behave exactly as you want." She took another step forward, her voice dropping lower. "Blackmail would be if I pointed out that I've been keeping a detailed record of every interaction, every slight, every example of emotional abuse since I arrived. Blackmail would be if I mentioned that there are people who would be very interested in that documentation." "You're bluffing," Garret said, but there wa

“I want money, Ginny. A huge sum. Enough to bury your little secrets deep where no one will ever find them. And if you try to wriggle out of it, if you so much as breathe the wrong way about this… I swear to God, I’ll make sure everyone from your precious professors to the board of directors sees what you really are.” “You’re insane!” She spat. “No.” I said, stepping closer, my smile cold and sharp, “I’m what you made me.” She shook her head, fury and panic clashing across her face, “You’re broke! You’re desperate. You have nothing! How dare you blackmail me?! You want to use me as your cash cow?! Dream on!” She glared at me, teeth clenched so tight her jaw looked ready to snap, “You think t

He was simply stating facts, and that made them hurt more. “I want to prove myself,” I said quietly. “I need to. For Adele. For the crown that was taken from me.” Tyson flicked ash from the cigarette. “Good. Because I need you to prove it too.” He looked at me directly. “Do you know about the Black Book?” I shook my head. “No.” He took one last drag and dropped the cigarette into the water. It hissed and disappeared. “It’s a book that holds the darkest secrets of the royal family. It will deliver the royal family straight to my hands.”

With that, he turned to leave but Mack Black held his wrist, "Bro wait... There is a big conspiracy behind this. Someone is blackmailing her to divorce you using some sort of video in which you... I mean... You know..." Mack Black couldn't complete his sentence as he was feeling very embarrassed to say those words. He couldn't find proper words to explain it. His face turned as white as paper and turned his head on the other side. Carl Black threw a death stare at him and asked impatiently, "What did you say? Someone is blackmailing Lisa?" Mack Black didn't lift his head and continued looking at the tip of his shoes. Carl Black looked at him inquiringly, creasing his eyebrows. Then his face

her answer is slow, flat but her eyes looked curtly at Alex. “It's fine… if the money used is not the result of corruption… if he is corrupt and gives the money or part of the money to someone else… for any reason, let alone a large amount, it can go into the money laundry. Criminal." Alex said firmly. While Alicia looked down, one she couldn't stand to see the face of the woman in front of her, and secondly because her eyes are already watery…she is in shock, sad to hear her uncle playing obscenely with another woman.

"I did. Officers, I'd like to report Mr. Charlie Langford for extortion. The amount involved is substantial." Charlie was stunned, but so was I. "F-Fraud?" he barked, looking at her in disbelief. "What are you talking about, Madeline? I received the money, but you're calling the police on me now? No matter what, we did sleep together! That's a fact! How could this be a fraud?" "A fact?" Madeline smirked. "Charlie, oh, Charlie. You didn't actually think a 100 thousand dollars was enough to bribe my driver and drop me onto your lap? I spent millions on professional bodyguards. Do you honestly think they're less reliable than a driver?"

“ Now, hang on there. I said I would delete it from my phone. I never talked about getting rid of other copies I had made and stored.” “ Is that fair and just of you?” I snapped. He went smug and lazily got up to his feet. “ All is fair in love and war.” He declared, and added. “ I can't wait for him to see it. It could enhance your sex life with him…if only I wasn't involved.” Everything took a painful turn before my eyes. I shut my eyes and retracted my steps, going upstairs. “ I can't keep up with this.” I told myself. On one side is his father's arrogance. On the other, is his blackmail. And between that space is the fact that Declan Mount lurks in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity

Mrs Riley's POV. I stared at my laptop screen, watching the cursor blink against the white background. My list of Raphael's sins stared back at me, but it wasn't enough. Not nearly enough. Blackmail. The word hung in my mind like a promise. Yes, blackmail. Why not? I'd played by the rules for twenty years and where had it gotten me? Nowhere. It was time to fight dirty. I took another sip of scotch, enjoying the burn as it slid down my throat. Gathering dirt on

I came hard against the tile wall, hating myself for it. Days turned to weeks. I moved—London, then Berlin—paranoid, always looking over my shoulder. Waitressing gigs under the table, dyeing my hair brunette, avoiding social media. But Nolan's shadow loomed. Whispers reached me: a private investigator spotted in Paris, asking about a girl matching my description. Then an email from a burner account: *Found your hotel receipt. Running won't save you. Come home, or I'll drag you back.* Attached: a photo of me from the deck, mid-orgy, Nolan's hand fisted in my hair as he face-fucked me, fireworks illuminating the scene. Blackmail. My heart raced, but so did the heat between my legs. I deleted i

However, her heart leaned towards Alston Smith, thinking that her father was despicable! So when Michael Lee asked Mandy to steal trade secrets again, she firmly refused! She was a clever girl. Although she was naive, she wasn't ignorant. If she continued to listen to Michael Lee, Noblefull Group could become history and Alston Smith's fate would be sealed. So Mandy refused! However, Michael Lee used her identity to blackmail her. If she didn't comply, he would reveal the truth to Alston Smith. Mandy was scared. She didn't want Alston Smith to hate her.