Blackmail Story Novels & Stories

“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?”

I gathered what little courage I had left and carefully asked, “Please, I’ve given you the money you asked for. Will you… will you delete the pictures now?” Silence. Then the call ended. I stared at my phone, feeling numb. I returned to my car and just sat there. I never imagined my life would become this. If anyone had told me that I, Olivia Brooks, would one day be facing blackmail from someone I don’t even know, I would have called the person a liar. They had sent me pictures of Axel and me kissing… moments that were stolen and twisted into weapons of threats and blackmail. This was the second time I had paid.

“The real story file… it’s not just hookups and heartbreak. Marcus Reed blackmailed my ex into stealing from me years ago. But I have proof he killed the guy who refused to keep quiet. Hidden recordings, bank transfers, everything on that USB plus the papers. It’ll destroy his Hollywood empire if it gets out. That’s why he’s coming hard now. He wants me and the evidence gone.” My grip tightened on his cock, stroking faster as the weight of it hit me. “Holy shit. No wonder the intruder and the texts. You’re holding a bomb. And you trusted me with it.” I dropped to my knees quickly on the wet wood floor, yanking his pants open and swallowing his thick length down in one go, sucking hard and sl

The blackmailer was a female… “Yes, I did. Is that of any importance?” Camilla may not understand, but I understand Eliana's unspoken words. Stacey. It wasn't her, it was someone else. Who? My promiscuous life was hunting me now, messing with the new life I'd found. For a second, I took the current situation out of my head and focused on the mother and daughter's interaction… there was none. What sort of mother was she? “I paid a hundred million dollars. That'll only keep her silent for a week. She requested 350 million dollars. It's your mistake, not mine. Pay up.”

My heartbeat was racing, loud and painful, and my hands wouldn’t stop shaking. “Amelia?” she called, now more awake. “What’s wrong? Are you okay?” “I’m getting blackmailed,” I blurted out before I could even take a breath. Her eyes widened immediately, the sleep completely gone. “What? By whom?” “I don’t know!” I said, my voice trembling as I turned toward her. “He’s asking for twenty million dollars, Clara! Twenty million! If I don’t send it in the next 24 hours, he said he’ll send a video of me and the king—” I stopped, swallowing hard, my voice breaking. “—a video of me and the king having sex, to the press.”

Two minutes later, a message that contained the blackmailer's account details popped up on Kayla's phone, and a dumbfounded Kayla looked at it. She knew what type of game the blackmailer was trying to play with her, and she didn't want to continue playing it. She was sure that if she agreed to send the money, the blackmailer would still ask for more, which she might not be able to get. Kayla wept and her hands began to shake. Ten minutes would soon be over, and she was afraid that the heartless blackmailer would sell her naked pictures if she failed to send him the money that he asked for.

“The board? The media? The police?” Nathaniel took a step closer. “No one has to believe us.” Then he pressed a button in his cufflink. Red light flashed. “I already have your confession.” The blackmailer’s face paled. “What—?” “I knew you’d talk. Arrogant assholes like you always do.” Nathaniel’s smile was venom. “You want crypto? I’ll give you currency—ten years behind bars.” The man lunged—but Caroline was faster. Her heel connected with his knee. He crumpled. She bent down, breath hot in his ear. “Next time you want to watch me, ask politely. I might let you live.”

I was already ashamed of that night and he was here being mischievous and pretending not to understand what I was saying. "I was being blackmailed by someone and that's how Xavier found out," I explained. "Someone had our sex tape and used it to blackmail only you," Adrian was finally following along with what I was saying. Adrian was never blackmailed, it was only me, whoever was blackmailing me wanted something in return to keep that night in Hong Kong a secret. "Only Lexie would benefit from all these," Adrian muttered under his breath. "Do you have anyone in mind?" I asked Adrian when he was thinking out loud.