Blackmail Story Novels & Stories

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.”

The woman who spent years treating me like I was nothing suddenly terrified someone finally knew what she did. “But I still didn’t have proof,” Hayes continued calmly. “So I handled it my way.” I already knew that tone. Someone was about to suffer. “I blackmailed him.” I blinked slowly. Hayes didn’t even look guilty saying it. “I used information I found involving fraud and embezzlement in his company.” His voice stayed flat. “I pushed, waiting for him to admit the truth.” My stomach twisted. “But before that happened,” Hayes continued, “I heard he collapsed due to a heart attack.”

"You're doing this out of spite. But if you don't call off the lawyers by tonight, those medical records go to the press. The whole world will know you're a fraud." I let out a slow, deliberate breath, reached into my coat pocket, and pulled out my brand-new smartphone. I tapped the screen, stopping the active audio recording app, and laid the phone face-up on the table between us. Tristan stared at the screen, his face instantly turning a sickly shade of pale. "Blackmail is a felony, Tristan," I said softly, leaning forward until we were eye-to-eye. "And you just confessed to it on a secure line that is directly linked to the Cross Industries legal server. Every word you just said was recor

Raghav told me, leaving me shocked. "Blackmailed, but why?" I asked. I was astonished and I wondered how insane Vikram was just for a petty rivalry and competition. "Madam, she resides on the other end of the city. Once while getting back home late at night, her car broke down." He stopped for a while and took a deep breath. He continued, "Madam, Niyati.. She waited for help and saw Vikram's car coming. He was drunk. She asked for help and in the pretext of helping her, he .., he.., Madam, he raped her." I could feel something bubbling up in his voice. He told, "Madam, if this was not fine, he made a video of her and blackmailed her to get a Private Number from the telecom service provider a

"We believe she saw something on it that made her cry before she left the café." The words struck Ethan instantly. "She cried?" His voice was barely a whisper. Mr. Oh nodded. Ethan took the phone with trembling hands. He entered Belle's passcode without hesitation. The screen lit up. And there, still open exactly as Belle had left it, was the headline. Young Billionaire of Asia, Ethan DelValle, to Marry New York's Runway Princess Sylvia Smith. Ethan's blood ran cold. His jaw tightened. With shaking fingers, he pressed play.

“Someone's blackmailing me for $20 million.” “Someone’s blackmailing you?” he repeated, his voice sharpening with grim concern. “Catalina, I need you to tell me everything. Who contacted you? What did they say?” I swallowed hard, pacing across the room as I spoke. “ I don't know who they are. They didn't even send me a name or address, just a threat. They sent photos from my past and demanded twenty million dollars to keep quiet.” My throat tightened as I spoke. “If this gets out, Theodore’s reputation will be ruined, and I’ll lose everything.”

" Hmm, nothing much all I need is Three million USD and then I promise not to reveal your secret to the public. " " Are you trying to blackmail me into giving you money? " " Blackmail? Well, you can think what you want, I have stated my demand and you have to give in to it or else... " " Or else what? " Stella snapped as she banged her hands on the table shocking Rick and the bartender. " You'll reveal what to the public? That I Stella left you alone and ran away with your child? " " Of course. " " And you think they'll believe you? "

After finding Natalie and Greenwood having sex, they paid me huge amounts of gold, and silver to keep my mouth shut, which I would do, but make it seem like I would spill their secret. “You are going to blackmail them?” Moxilla asked, looking shocked. “Fuck yes,” I smiled, bending over my bed. I dragged out one of the boxes of gold and opened it, it sparkled and shunned brightly. Less than a month later, I had already gotten this rich, my joy knew no bounds as I carried the gold, it could get me fifty carriages. “You can't blackmail them, you need to tell Ryan or if they get caught you will be dragged along with them for obstructing justice,” Moxilla whinned and I rolled my eyes.

I can not be thinking that in this situation. “It’s nothing” I want to lie but I know he will fish out the reason from my head in no time. “Talk to me, little silver. What did he do?” “He threatened me” I finally tell him, “he said to give him my wolf venom or he will release nude videos and pictures of me. The man I was mated to took illegal videos and pictures of me and is now threatening to release it to the public if I do not give him my venom, Malachi” the more I say it, the more it is hard for me to understand. It’s not like Zach having my nude pictures was a bad thing, I was his wife and he had every right to my body and everything that makes me me. How can he then take those pictures

“But this ends soon. I’m going to find this bastard and make him regret ever laying eyes on what’s mine.” Raven whimpered weakly, her swollen pussy still fluttering around his cock. Her phone buzzed one final time. Unknown Number: “Good choice. I expect the video by midnight tomorrow. And Raven… smile for the camera when you tell him you love carrying your stepbrother’s baby.” Damien’s grip on her throat tightened again as pure violence rolled off him in waves. The blackmailer wasn’t just after money anymore. He was getting bolder. Hungrier. And Damien’s obsession was turning into something far more dangerous than simple possession.