روايات وقصص ضمن Blackmail Sister Stories

But somehow taking this as a birthday gift didn't sit well with her. " This is so beautiful Britney. Thank you so much. But I can't take it". She spoke out in a hesitant voice. The smile on Britney's face faded. " Why? You don't think of me as your sister right? You have to deny everything that I say or give to you? Fine. As you wish". She tried to blackmail her emotionally. " No no.. it's not like that.. But.. I" Jane searched for a suitable answer. " No buts girl. If you think of me as your sister you will take it. " Britney ordered her with a fake stern voice.

He started caressing my cheek with one of his hands, "Princess, I can bet that you are the only girl in this world who doesn't like to wear big and costly jewellery. Other women and girls may even murder someone to get such costly things. But you,...you in spite of having a chance are not at all desperate for these things. You are different Angela, you really are something else." Noah told me. I just kept looking at him like a stupid teenage girl. He is so sweet, caring, and loving. What are you thinking Angela. He is not at all sweet and loving. And caring, my foot, he actually blackmailed you to marry him, and you seriously find him caring?

“I was blackmailed.” Linden snorted. “Yeah, it all comes down to the blackmail, is it? Now that you admitted, we’re not interested to know the rest.” Linden did not show interest as he rose to his feet. Maybe his tactics. He was good at this job. I gave him credit for that. “Wait! Gary is insane. He’s gonna hurt my sister if I don’t do what he says.” “Who’s Gary? Where’s your sister?” “She’s in Queens. Gary Merick Jr. showed me the live feed. Someone has been watching my sister.”

I had bigger problems to focus on. As I drove away from the compound to meet with my promiscuous manager at his office, I couldn't help but blame my sister for the predicament I was now in. If she'd had been there when I needed a friend, maybe I wouldn't have felt the need to seek this wolf in sheep's clothing and end up being blackmailed. But it'd been that way since she discovered my uncreative attempts at either getting back at her for being the loved one or taking her life. She'd stopped trusting me enough for heart to hearts and it was all her fault.

“That night when you returned home after partying, I saw you clinging to a guy. Although he had his back towards me, I could still get a clear picture of you both hugging.” Krystal’s eyes widened in horror. She took a clear look at the picture, and the events from that night resurfaced in her memories. She knew Nora wasn’t lying because it did happen. What, she didn’t expect that Nora would be shameless enough to capture it and blackmail her. She couldn’t believe it. “You just did not.” Weren’t they supposed to be sisters? Best friends? Just a minute ago she was crying and begging in front of her to let her stay, and now she was blackmailing her.

The screen filled with an endless scroll of wire transfers, every single one made out to Anna Blackthorne. The most recent was just three months ago. Half a million dollars. The note read: Happy graduation trip, little sister. I remember that day. I'd just lost a massive international deal. The losses were crippling. The family elders were already calling for my head. But when she'd called, whining and begging in that little-girl voice, I didn't hesitate. "Sister, can you send me another half a mil? Rome is so expensive, and all my friends are going on a graduation trip. I don't want to be the odd one out."

She just copied it blindly. The joke was, my whole life's work was stolen, just because she submitted it two hours before me. The sleepless nights I’d spent in front of the cauldron, my eyes raw from the fumes. The burns that littered my hands. It was all a joke. My own sister, Cora. She stood in the crowd below the stage, her eyes red, staring at me in disbelief. "Sister, why did you steal my recipe?" Cora sobbed, her body trembling in front of the entire pack and the Alliance leaders. "I trusted you so much, I even showed you my first draft..."

“What do you mean by that?” “Aww. C'mon you're not new to this Bella. I want you to fuck my brother in front of me.” I didn’t move. “Or both of us, tomorrow night. You let us have you after you get the document. That's the price you pay.” I swallowed, I didn't argue further. “Deal.” I said. Because Camilla’s blackmail was worse. And I was ready to pay whatever price to keep the videos buried. Sasha kissed me once more on the lips. “Let's have fun.” She said, reaching out to rub my cheeks.

"The sin is in letting it poison your relationship with your sister. Have you considered talking to her about your feelings?" "I'm too ashamed, Sister." Marcus's thrusts became slightly faster, and Veronica felt one of his hands slide around to play with her clit while he fucked her. "Shame keeps us isolated," Veronica said, struggling to focus. "Honesty builds bridges. Your sister likely has no idea you're struggling. Tell her. You might be surprised by her response." "You're right, Sister. Thank you." Marcus was pounding into her now—still quiet, but hard, brutal thrusts that had Veronica's whole body moving with the impacts.

Her face was bright, her eyes sparkled, and she looked so happy. Too happy. My gaze shifted to the man. Aaric Bernardi. Standing beside her, chatting with Mellan, who was laughing crisply at his side. His large, sturdy, and I remember, painful, hands curled lightly around my sister’s waist. Mellan leaned against him with a confidence that almost made me angry. How could someone who knew every darkest corner of my life appear so perfect to others? How could a horrible man like him get his hands on my sister, who was so kind-hearted? What's more, when he knows I'm his ex-girlfriend and the woman he's been playing with last morning is his fiancée's sister...