Mandy Flores Blackmail Novels & Stories

Sandro's orders watched Amanda's movements. Feeling being watched too intensely, Amanda is sweating. Her face is red like a sunburn. It's the first time this intense with Sandro. Amanda's fingers touched Sandro's boxer band and pulled him down. She did not dare to see what is hiding behind the black boxers that are currently lying on the bathroom floor. Amanda closed her eyes, not daring to look ... but over time her curiosity overcame embarrassment. She saw what had been inside her head.

I inquired impatiently. “Sorry mam, he is a business tycoon and we are strictly told not to reveal the information to strangers other than his business associates” the person replied. “Come on, he is not even a celebrity.. Please” I requested, he glanced at me as my chests were a bit exposed. I glared at him and said “moron!” “Sorry mam” he apologized and I moved towards my room. “I will definitely get me, how long will he escape from me?” I thought.

With that, he turned to leave but Mack Black held his wrist, "Bro wait... There is a big conspiracy behind this. Someone is blackmailing her to divorce you using some sort of video in which you... I mean... You know..." Mack Black couldn't complete his sentence as he was feeling very embarrassed to say those words. He couldn't find proper words to explain it. His face turned as white as paper and turned his head on the other side. Carl Black threw a death stare at him and asked impatiently, "What did you say? Someone is blackmailing Lisa?" Mack Black didn't lift his head and continued looking at the tip of his shoes. Carl Black looked at him inquiringly, creasing his eyebrows. Then his face

Harvey squatted down and clapped Matthew’s face with the Black Card after the transaction was complete, then calmly said, “You should rejoice, Matthew Flynn. I wanted to take the national treasures with me. That’s why I didn’t kill you today. “If you’re smart, you best not show up in front of me in the future.” “Because I might not be able to resist the urge to kill you on the spot!” Going back to the car, Mandy was in a dumbfounded state. “Darling, why do you have the legendary Black Card? And how are you able to pay for such a big amount of money in one go?” “The most important thing was that Flynn’s Antiques were clearly leading you into a trap! How could you just pay up like that?”

It read "THE HEIRESS OF OMEGA FARMS AND GRAINS DATING A RANCH HAND! With her pictures and that of Bosey plastered on the television. Mandy stood up abruptly, stepping away from Bosey as if he just burned her with fire. “Oh no, oh no oh no! How did this happen! How did they find out about this!" She murmured, running her fingers through her hair. Aunt Clara stood up, moved closer to Mandy and held her hand. Bosey could see the worried look on Mandy's face . He wanted to hold her hands but stepped back. This was something she didn't want to happen. This was Mandy's nightmare, having her face in the news. They need to fix this, and fast! .................

Elena cornered him by a server rack. "Who paid you to fake the photo?" "Lady, I don't snitch!" Noah cracked his knuckles. Dex cried. "Some blonde. Paid cash. Said you stole her boyfriend." Serena. Elena tossed Dex a thumb drive. "Edit this into every news outlet. Or I leak your entire search history." The drive held security footage of Liam bribing a senator, a gem from her past life. By dusk, the headlines flipped. LIAM BLACKWOOD IN BRIBERY SCANDAL!

“Handle it. No mistakes.” Michael nods, pocketing the money. “Fine. I’ll figure it out.” Unbeknownst to him, a camera clicks from a nearby alley. Someone is taking pictures of us. But I know. I planned it. After all, I was the one who told them to do it. I turn around, my smirk widening as I slide into my car and drive away. Once I’m at a safe distance, I pull out my phone and send the picture to the boss. Michael is still blackmailing me about exposing the truth to Stanley—that we’re behind drugging Flora.

I just had to choose my words and he would spill out the contents without so much of a force. Marlon sighed, "Fine!" He said, leaning back on his chair as well. "We had a case that was closed a few years back. The Mafia gang had very disturbing images of Mark and I at a club-with girls-during our working hours. They said they won't expose us if we don't push on with their case. Mark was desperate. He needed his job, so, he agreed. Just recently, the Mafioso struck again. No sooner were they brought in than the pictures started circulating like wild fire. Mark was forced to bribe so that the pictures would be deleted. Our higher authority found out we bribed but they don't know why. Our polic

"You are getting married today, there is nothing to be sorry for. Honey, I'm not mad at you for that, I know this is beyond our control. I'm mad a little because you didn't allow me to go intimate with you." "I declined because you were scared he might blackmail me into sleeping with him. My returning to you untouched would be my only evidence that nothing of such happened between Julian and me." "He blackmailed you into an unplanned marriage. What makes you think he won't blackmail you again? Honey, as long as the footage remains with him, he would always use it to get what he wants from you." "He detests my sight," Eva who was beginning to see reasons with him, said slowly to reassure hers

And when I married Mason, Marco saw an opportunity and kept blackmailing me for more. “Prices go up,” he would sneer over the phone threateningly. “You think keeping someone alive in a place like this is easy? Your old man isn’t exactly popular, Florence.” Those words pricked at me. It was all the more reason I absolutely needed to get the money. I had no choice but to ask Mason. I texted him my request, and as soon as I sent it, my news alert for Mason went off. Without thinking, I clicked the notification and saw a livestream of a charity gala happening… in our town. Not Chicago.