Blackmail Book Novels & Stories

My hands wouldn’t stop shaking as I sat at my desk, trying to look normal while cum from Damien’s morning fuck still leaked slowly into my panties. At 11:45 AM, Damien called me into his office. The second the door locked, he grabbed me by the throat and pushed me against the wall. “You look distracted,” he growled, biting my neck. “Something you want to tell me?” I moaned softly as his hand slid under my skirt and found my soaked pussy. “I… I got another message,” I whispered, voice trembling. “A new blackmailer. They want me to fuck the new intern in the copy room at 12:30. They want video proof.”

She tried to pretend nothing had happened to him; however, the man had evidence of what happened that night, and the next thing she knew, she was being blackmailed by him! If you want to continue reading this novel. You can check it out by searching for its title, which is, Underground Romance Series #1: Tyeron Bon Vanderburgh. Coming soon…

Summer grinned and Vivian laughed. Summer looked at her strangely, wondering what is funny. Vivian flinched her hair then smiled in a mockingly way. "How did you know we spend the night together? Did you hear how he made love to me too?" "What?" Summer yelled totally annoyed. She moves a step closer to Vivian. "Shouldn't you be ashamed?" She asked and Vivian scoffed. "Why? He was mine before you blackmailed him into marrying you. So why should I feel ashamed of something that belongs to me?" Vivian uttered not caring who Summer is.

If someone had told Lucas that he’d be in the situation he was in, he’d probably knee the person in the balls and then punch him in the guts just to feel better. It wasn’t just the threat—he’d faced plenty since his rise to power, and this wouldn’t be the last. But this one was different, far more effective. Especially coming from her lips. Mia Roseford, his Mia, even if she was hell-bent on ignoring it. Her eyes widened in fear as she waited for the condition he would set. He was beyond hurt. He would have given it to her if she approached him politely. Instead, she had turned to blackmail. Was that really what he was worth to her?

“Why are you pretending Sophia? You can spill it all out here, it won’t change anything or change who you are” “Excuse me?” “Why the hell are you pretending? Do you take me for a fool or what?” “I-I’m lost here. Okay what is happening right now?” “It’s you isn’t it?” Heather asked and Sophia paused a stare on her. “I knew it” Heather simpered disappointedly. “Miss Heather, is someone threatening you?” “Oh just don’t do that right now. Don’t fucking play smart right now” “It’s a blackmail” “You don’t… “It’s just blackmail Miss Heather. That’s how Killian was blackmailed”

Jaxon answers, caressing my shoulders gently. “I mean, everyone is an Angel until it’s time to protect something or someone they love.” Like me. Just like me. “We found a crack in her wall, and we’re going to let her know we can bring the entire wall crumbling down.” I swallow hard. “So, like…blackmail?” Malachi laughs. “Blackmail an officer of the law? That’s crazy.” “But that’s what you’re doing.” “We’re just striking a deal, exchanging promises. You keep your mouth shut, and I’ll keep mine.”

Write the report I want or I burn you down. “It’s not what it looks like.” I turned. Elena stood in the doorway in a robe with a coffee in her hand, calm, watching me hold the proof of what she’d done. “It’s exactly what it looks like,” I said. “You blackmailed her.” “I leveraged her.” She came in and set the coffee down, unhurried. “There’s a difference, and the difference matters.”

“So you listened to me, went against Edward, and you lost his trust. Why didn’t you tell him? It would have made things easier for you.” “Because I couldn’t face Edward. I couldn’t say anything to him. With all he has done to me, and all he has done for me, that betrayal was through the roof, and it was all because you blackmailed me.” I scoffed. “I told you the truth of what would happen if you go against me. I wouldn’t really call that a blackmail.” “That’s what blackmail is you piece of ass.” He stepped closer to me. “Blackmail. Ever heard of it? That’s literally what it is. And you decided to use my worst traits to define me. You threatened me, Carlson.”

Mia asked. I had absolutely no idea. I tried to steady my breath, willing myself to stay calm. “There's something else in the back.” Mia pointed out. I turned the piece of paper to find another writing. “Call me if you want to keep me quiet. I have more exciting photos that the public will like.” “He must be a reporter. What do you want to do?” I placed the photo on the table. “Maybe all he wants is just money,” Mia added. “I don't have no dime to offer him.” It's not the first time I have been blackmailed, but this is the first time anyone has dared to bring my children into whatever mess they are trying to put themselves.

“The interview is all about us. About how much we love each other. About how Camile turned your life into a miserable hell, leaving you lonely and broken until I came along and fixed everything. Smile, hold my hand, act like a devoted husband. Or else.” Her words slithered under my skin, each one a chain tightening around my neck. Blackmail. From my own wife. How the fuck did it come to this? I have been the one pulling strings, orchestrating every move, engineering everything to keep Camile bound to me, plotting her powers’ awakening for my gain. Now I was the puppet, dancing to Emma’s tune while Camile spread her legs for my enemies. My life has spiraled into a nightmare, every turn worse