Family Blackmail Novels & Stories

The words both of them said at the same time makes mom's body collapse, I see how Uncle Christopher holds the desire to laugh when mom screams and she wraps them both in her arms making Oscar and Raymond clash their foreheads together and they complain about the pain. My children, they called me mom! mom whines. Did you hear that, Christopher? I heard them Kristen, now Let's leave the ice boys, thank God Noah is a boy who stayed away from your toxic love. Mom finally released my brothers and they fled until they were by my side, I'm aware of their excessive affection from Mom while she dedicates herself to insulting Uncle Christopher and Scarlet laughs while she supports Mom. It's a strange

“Aunt Fiona ran away from home because of your attitude. The Fritzgerald family is just a gilded cage. Look at your grandchildren and children. All of them are only pretending to be nice to each other because of our money and business. You might be rich, but you’ll never be able to understand the warmth of familial love. Don’t you think your life is just sad?” “Is that so? You’re in no place to start teaching me how to live. As for familial love? Look at what happened to Fiona. She was killed in a car crash, and she couldn’t even protect her own daughter. That daughter of hers might even be dead already. Is that the familial love you want? Also, you only have everything you have right now be

The garage got eerily quiet, and the outside world came back into focus when I heard a car drive by and a kid scream in the street. Ethan and Carson looked at each other, then at me. Carson finally spoke. "Isn't that illegal?" "We aren't related. We share foster parents, not blood." "But doesn't that make you first cousins?" "No, Ethan. It makes us of no relation. Nada. Zilch. None." "But you basically grew up together." I pulled my hair at the roots, kicking myself for letting that secret slip. "So, by that rationale, if Grace Dawson decided tomorrow she wanted to give you her virginity, you'd say no because you two grew up together? You know, since your parents are best friends?"

"Si. That is what we think." Nodding, I thought that over. Inter-family feuds weren't uncommon. But there was always a reason. Especially for crossing international boundaries. That opened a whole other can of worms that shouldn't just be tossed around like confetti. "Did Papa kill, maim, or kidnap one of these bratva's women?" Momma sucked in a noisy breath. Heated silence filled the phone. I didn't have time to baby her. She was in the fucking mafia, for fuck's sake. It's not like she doesn't understand how this game is played.

A faint, almost mocking smile flickered across Richard's face. "And the result? Within a few years of inheriting the family business, Shayla's three useless brothers nearly squandered the entire family fortune. And still, her parents expected Shayla to prop them up. They favored sons over daughters, yet left a woman to carry the weight of three men. "During the years I disappeared, Shayla raised our boys alone—it wasn't easy. The McKinzie family didn't lift a finger to help. "When the Kalen family fell on hard times, they drew a hard line against Shayla. Later, when the Kalen family recovered, they shamelessly came back, demanding shares."

"You are really heading down there to the road of no return." Briana bit her lip. "Tell me honestly, is having an affair with one's stepbrother gross?" Reva's mouth twitched. "Absolutely gross! He's like your brother! Both your parents are married to each other, and that makes you automatically a family. Is that hard to understand?" She explained earnestly, hoping that her best friend wouldn't go down the road of no return. Briana looked at her friend and smiled. "Why are you so serious?"

Not at the headlines, but at the fact that they were distracting from the real crime. “Rachel, you married into a dynasty. You need to behave accordingly, as cold as that sounds. You would be surprised to know the lengths families go to for the sake of ‘honor.’ Even families that aren't famous have skeletons in their closets. You can't go airing yours out in public. Every home has its secrets; yours just happen to be worth billions.” He sighed heavily, dragging a hand down his face as if even he was exhausted by the weight of it all.

The family was of another woman who did the same thing as her. The real wife already took the divorce from the old man when he went around whoring. Surprisingly, this was the only thing I found dramatic in the whole rich family. Where is the Crazy Rich Asians and in this case, Italians are? Let’s move on… “You just believe in my boy; he was the most innocent and the cutest kid out of all the kids in the famiglia.” Victoria said as her Italian accent leaked a little, but she maintained the grace she always had.

After the accident, I came home in clothes soaked with blood. Mom and Dad took one look at the bandages covering me and immediately asked what had happened. I clenched my fists and said, “Car accident. My phone’s emergency SOS automatically sent my location to my emergency contacts and tried calling them. Mom, you hung up. Dad, you never even checked the alert.” I thought they would apologize and promise that they would never ignore an emergency alert again. Instead, Mom frowned. “Why would you put down my number? You know I have a heart condition. What if I suddenly got an emergency alert like that and passed out from the shock?” Dad waved a hand dismissively. “My blood pressure is hi

Thea held his gaze. “I’ve seen a lot of information about the Chiaramonte family… starting with your grandfather… I’m talking about blackmail, extortion, racketeering… and those are just the misdemeanors… the tip of the iceberg…” “Every family has a skeleton or two in the closet…” “That’s an understatement, Damiano… Between your grandfather and your father, yours has thousands!” His dark eyes glittered, the brown irises flecked with gold. “Don’t disrespect my family!” he said, raising his voice.