Blackmail Stories Novels & Stories

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.

he said. The leader stared at both of them for a few seconds, then exhaled loudly as his shoulders sagged. “You two are beyond saving. How dare you blackmail me with those stories?” he said. “We’re sorry, Leader, but we don’t have a choice. And we know you need the money more than we do. You’ve been telling us how you want to make enough wealth to stop your mate from divorcing you. This is your chance. Gamma Thelma is ready to give us everything we need.”

One girl had tried to back out and he had threatened to ruin her life with photos and videos. Exactly like what he was doing to me. I felt sick. I kept scrolling. There were at least five known victims before prison. After he got out, he had stayed clean publicly… but I found forum posts and anonymous Reddit threads from girls who claimed a “rich older man named Brian” had trapped them with similar contracts and blackmail. He definitely had a lot of names None of them had successfully escaped. I was shaking as I closed the laptop. This wasn’t just a kinky sugar arrangement.

The Baroness's office felt like a courtroom that day. Jenna stood in the center of the room, her back straight, her hands clasped behind her. She didn't fidget. She wasn’t going to give Helena Creed the satisfaction of seeing her sweat. "You have failed, and it’s been barely two weeks," Helena said coldly. "The situation can be fixed…" Jenna responded confidently even though her heart raced. "Well I would have you know the situation is a blackmail scandal involving a blogger, Ms. Smith. A blogger who now has explicit photos of my grandson and is threatening to release them to the press unless we pay three million dollars."

I got a thumbs up from them immediately. We were all sitting around their kitchen table and they were waiting for us to explain what was going on. I couldn't bring myself to actually say the words out loud, so I slid the envelope over to them. I took the photos out of there first. Those are in the car. They didn't need to see those. "What is all of this?" Brian finally asked. "Someone is blackmailing Finley. If she doesn't break up with me before the game, they are threatening to expose those medical records, and they have somehow bugged our house and have very intimate photos of us." I explained.

"I know there have been many questions about my personal life in recent days. I'm here to answer them." The reporters leaned forward, pens poised. "The engagement between Isabella Rossi and myself was never real." A murmur rippled through the crowd. "Isabella has been blackmailing me. She obtained documents that could destroy my family's company, and she threatened to release them unless I agreed to marry her." The murmuring grew louder. A reporter raised her hand. "Mr. Black, do you have proof of these allegations?" "I do." Xander nodded to Liam, who stood and turned his laptop toward the cameras. "These documents detail a pattern of behavior—blackmail, extortion, and fraud—that Isabella ha

I ask out the many things I want to say. “Soon. For now, I got hold of the guy she slept with and made him pull a blackmailing scheme marigold, demanding for a ridiculous amount of money she would never be able to pay. Even if she gets to raise it, her sex video is going to trend either. For now, let’s just enjoy the buzz of pulling her livers.”

Delilah turns her back, she made eye contact with the men in black that showed to telling her it's time to leave, she nodded, signalling them to wait outside till she was true. "Let this be the last time you ever call me for your ridiculous proposals." Delilah's tone was so melodic that it didn't come off as a threat. It wasn't even a threat the words that followed were. "Blackmail me like this again, And I will leak your tape to media. We both know how deep your name would be dragged to the mud if everyone knew you were jacking off to tapes of me undressing." Delilah sternly spits out in disgust. Malfred was shock, his face was written in chaotic bewilderment. "What..how ? I burnt those." M

“So?” Realizing she was going to be a tough cookie to crack, I had decided to play it straight. “Look, I’m just going to level with you, okay. She’s blackmailing me for an interview in her paper, claiming I’m this Black Crimson guy. And if I don’t give her what she wants, she says she’s going to write the article anyway. And I just can’t let her do that, so I need your help.” After a moment of thought, she said, “Well, are you the Black Crimson?”

Once I had enough food in my system, I began to ask the gnawing questions. “So… I’ve been meaning to ask… how many girls have you kidnapped and held against their will?” I’d meant for my question to catch him off guard but the bastard remained unfazed. He merely raised his coffee cup to his lips and took a sip. Even the way he sipped his coffee was elegant. “Are you trying to ask if I’ve done this before? The answer is no, Goldie. You’re the first one I’ve ever taken. The first one I’ve ever cared about, enough to make a Blackthorn.”