Novel & Cerita Blackmailed Into Cheating

Agony, conflict, deeply suppressed anger. She heard it all in his tone. "Me...messing with your head?" Alessandro scoffed and released his hand from his pocket, raking his fingers through his hair. "You don't even know, do you? You fucking drive me crazy." It was spoken inwardly, but she heard every word, and told herself she was delusional. "Yeah, you blackmailed me into marrying you and used my own kid as leverage, you cheated and even fucked my employees, you broke me apart from Lydia and hell, you even kept tons of secrets."

, Mark said in a whisper. "Fine. If you want to make things right with Cheryl then I support you", Charlie replied. He listened to Mark drone on about his weekends away,his divorce. He even went to the extent of blaming Jessica for manipulating him. "She blackmailed me. If I didn't tell Cheryl, she was going to. Since her husband left her", Mark said pathetically. Jasmine sat at the corner of the couch and listened to his bunch of lies. She knew that he was a no good son of a gun. He had just been finally caught out.

“You’re not so perfect after all, huh? Do the needful or I’ll send these pictures to her, and she’ll finally see what you are.” I stared at the words confused. It wasn’t just about the pictures, he was also being blackmailed. I scrolled to the sender. It was from a burner email. No name, no trace. “Oh my God,” I whispered. If this was blackmail, then what did it mean? Did Dante actually cheat and someone was using it to ruin him or was it worse? Could someone have set him up? But why? And why hide the pictures in an envelope in his study if he had nothing to hide?

Sharon lay sprawled on the floor. With her face as swollen as a balloon, she desperately tried to cover the screen. "Shut it off! Shut it off now! This is fake! It's all doctored!" she screamed hysterically. Unfortunately for her, no one believed her anymore. Police sirens could be heard right then, just in time. Before long, a few policemen strode onto the stage. "Which one of you is Sharon Deleon and Daniel Shaffer? You've been reported for theft, defamation, computer system sabotage, and bribery. You're coming with us."

The night I finally got her without her stupid friends, I managed to convince her to stay close to me long enough to be able to drug her drink and make her spend the night with me. In the next few times, she had to talk to me because she was pressured into it by her family or because she felt shame for us, having betrayed Torrie, I got the best chances to continue to feed the soul-eater worm that I had implanted into her during university to hide my cheating from her. I had to poison her with it as I discovered that we were mates, to keep her from discovering my cheating. I’m still going through the damages the idiot did to my pack, and I’m actually elated to see the list of deaths as I can’

"No one knows Ronan Whitmore. That's the point. That's how he operates. He shows you what he wants you to see, and by the time you realize it's a mask, it's too late." The words hit too close. Because wasn't that exactly what I was doing? Wearing a mask? Pretending to be something I wasn't? "I have to do this." My voice came out quiet. "I don't expect you to understand. But I have to." Maya stared at me. Long moment. Searching. "Does this have something to do with the cheating report?" I flinched. Barely. But she saw. "Scarlett." "Don't." "Did he offer to fix it? Is that what this is?" Her eyes widened. "Oh God. He's blackmailing you, isn't he? He's—"

And who better than two someones whose presence in her life was on a ticking clock? “Well.” She cleared her throat and looked down at her feet, avoiding those intense eyes that seemed to strip the flesh off her bones and see absolutely everything that she’d worked so hard to conceal. “The thing is that Gideon, he – he dug up something really bad that Cheryl did a long time ago, and he told me that if I didn’t do everything that he wanted, he’d turn her in to the cops. Then he’d turn me in for covering for her, so we’d both end up in jail. He blackmailed me with this two years ago, and the only way to make sure none of that happened was to – to keep him happy.” She hesitated. “He – he hurt me

"Kicked you?" He nodded as he looked towards the Judge. "Isabella was never violent until that day, so I was very surprised. But I let her go, thinking she was probably drunk. Little did I know that..." His eyes wore strained look and it made him seem like he wanted to cry. "Mr. Manifold?" the Judge pushed. Gabriel sniffled. "Little did I know that she was cheating on me." His eyes met Isabella's again who was still doing a good job of keeping herself in check.

“Vanessa’s claims are not just misleading. They’re malicious, a calculated attempt to destroy me.” The room was silent, hanging on my words. I leaned forward, my tone hardening. “Vanessa tried to blackmail me. She demanded three million dollars to keep quiet about our brief, regrettable affair—a mistake I deeply regret. I paid her, hoping to protect my marriage, but her greed knew no bounds. She wanted more—more money, more control. When she realized I’d never leave Ella, she fabricated this story about a forced abortion.” I shook my head, my jaw tight, projecting righteous indignation. “The loss of her child was tragic, but it was caused by her own negligence, not by me or Ella. Vanessa pla

“Don't touch me again.” “Look, I'm sorry Remi but I never stopped thinking about you. I haven't been myself all this while you've been gone. It was my mom. She manipulated me. Remi, you have to believe me. I always loved you, you know that. Just give us another chance.” The nerve of this bastard. “Are you drunk? You have your wife and kid out there yet here you are. You are a shameless as they get.” He sighed and stepped back. “She's not my wife. And that's not my kid. She – they blackmailed me. They would have harmed you… seriously.”