Blackmailed By The Ruthless Mafia Boss
kayshanielia osbourne · Ongoing · 61.5k Words
Introduction
It was a tip that could lure any reporter in, and sadly, it had lured her. But little did she know, it was a trap, and she had fallen right into it.
She had messed with the wrong man, and now she was being blackmailed. Obey him or surrender her freedom ~ Defy him and lose her life.
The worst part?
Walking away alive was only the beginning.
WARNING: This is a dark romance book, read with caution! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
Chapter 1
His index finger lifted her chin so she looked at him, her hands trembling in the ropes that bound them. “You should’ve thought twice before you stepped into that club.”
Tears settled in Larisa’s eyes, but she detested letting them fall. “I’m…I’m s-sorry, please f-forgive me.”
“Forgive you? No, little reporter, forgiveness is for accidents. You knowingly walked into my world.” His thumb ran along her shaking lips. “I have the footage, I have your life in the palm of my hands. The only way you survive this is by wagging your tail behind me like a good little puppy.”
“Please…”
“Whenever I call~ you’ll answer, and whatever I ask for~ you’ll give. Failure to comply, I’ll release the videos, and the only place left for you would be behind bars…”
His eyes narrowed in on her, probably his way of showing her that he meant every word that came out of his mouth. “And not even there would you be safe from me.”
Larisa had known it was a bad idea, but her desperation had finally led her to her demise.
It was a tip from an anonymous person, information that could’ve not been true, and yet she’d gone ahead and trusted it. It had been wrong of her, but her craving for money was what blinded her eyes.
The call came in at the office at approximately 1:00pm in the afternoon, a male voice; rough and husky had asked... ‘Is this reporter Larisa Bronc?’
‘Yes...’ Larisa had replied, curiosity clear in her tone as she continued to speak. ‘May I know who’s calling and why?’
‘I won’t be disclosing that. Introductions aren’t mandatory, especially when you’re just dropping off a tip. A dangerous one at that.’
‘A tip...?’
‘Julian Maverick...full proof that he’s in league with the Mafia will be at ‘Thirst’ club. The location is 73 Borden Street, New York. He’ll be there as soon as the clock hits 7:00pm. The passcode to the exclusive wing is ‘I’m blind’ and I’ll send somebody to drop off a card that you’ll need along with that to get in.’
And then the call ended. She had tried calling back, but it went straight to voicemail. Just as promised, she received a card from a delivery guy. She wasn’t sure why the person called for her specifically. She was a failure as a reporter and Julian...Julian Maverick was a businessman, the most successful of them all. His company established a worldwide presence and consistently topped the charts.
The man was a billionaire; he walked on Gucci and spat out Balenciaga. His only flaw was the rumours that he’s an undercover thug.
But of course, nobody believed it, and perhaps that’s why Larisa thought if she could really find the proof and cover a story, she’d be a failure no more. Her article would draw people in like candy did kids, it would sell, and her history of being broke and unsuccessful would vanish for at least a time.
However, that was the stupidest mistake she’d ever made in her life.
She shouldn’t have gone to that damn club, and when she spotted Chase Santiago; a criminal who had been indicted multiple times with Julian in the exclusive wing, she shouldn’t have taken pictures.
If she hadn’t, then she wouldn’t have been kidnapped and thrown in an expensive hotel room...hands tied behind her back and a cloth sealing her mouth.
If she hadn’t, then she wouldn’t have been blackmailed~ submission in exchange for her life...
If she hadn’t, then this mess she was currently in, she wouldn’t have been in it.
Damn!
Her tied hands clenched into fists as the tears finally fell. “You don’t have to do this…” She begged. “I-If you let me go, then I promise nobody will know about this. Nobody would even know that I met you.”
“Is that so?” He smirked.
Larisa nodded frantically, whimpering when his grip on her chin suddenly became painful. “Yes, I promise.”
“Well, Larisa…I’m not the type of man who puts their faith in promises. It’s either you conform to my words, or I’ll kill you even if you end up behind bars.”
Looking away, Larisa let out a quiet sob when the weight of her actions finally became too heavy to bear. Her bad choices had buried her in a world of danger she didn’t even know existed. If this was to go up on the news, then the headline would be:
Larisa Bronc; 21-year-old reporter had finally dug her own grave.
She never once dreamt something like this would ever happen to her. All she wanted was a story, but this was what she got instead.
Another sob drifted up her throat as she nodded. “Yes, I’ll…I’ll be your dog.”
A pleased smiled stretched across his lips. “Good call.”
This was…it was blackmail…cruel and heartless BLACKMAIL.
Last Chapters
#53 Chapter 53 CHAPTER 52~ THE CALL
Last Updated: 10/2/2026#52 Chapter 52 CHAPTER 51~ ICE CREAM
Last Updated: 10/1/2026#51 Chapter 51 CHAPTER 50~ SECRETARY FOR THE DAY
Last Updated: 9/29/2026#50 Chapter 50 CHAPTER 49~ GET DRESSED
Last Updated: 9/26/2026#49 Chapter 49 CHAPTER 48~ STAY
Last Updated: 9/25/2026#48 Chapter 48 CHAPTER 47~ THE LAST
Last Updated: 9/22/2026#47 Chapter 47 CHAPTER 46~ IN TOO DEEP
Last Updated: 9/21/2026#46 Chapter 46 CHAPTER 45~ BREAKFAST FOR TWO
Last Updated: 9/19/2026#45 Chapter 45 CHAPTER 44~ AT NINE
Last Updated: 9/17/2026#44 Chapter 44 CHAPTER 43~ LEAVING THE SAFE HOUSE
Last Updated: 9/13/2026
You Might Like 😍
Bride To The Werewolf King
Where The Ice Gives Way
Blake Atlas scents his mate the moment Charlotte arrives. The bond hits hard and unmistakable, but Charlotte doesn’t recognise it. She doesn’t know why her chest keeps pulling toward the one boy she absolutely cannot afford to want. Blake is Charlie’s new hockey captain. Charlie’s chance at making something good. Charlie makes it clear; his sister is off-limits and Blake tries to do the right thing, but secrets don’t stay buried forever. Rogues prowl the edges of town. The ice cracks. The bond tightens. Then Charlotte’s rare white wolf awakens, the very thing that makes her powerful, also makes her a target.
Shanti needs Shakti. (Peace needs strength.)
Where the Ice Gives Way is a slow-burn YA paranormal romance filled with fated mates, protective alpha energy, fierce sibling loyalty, found family pack bonds, hurt/comfort, and quiet, aching tension. It’s a story about first belonging, learning to be cared for, and what happens when the girl who has always held everyone else up finally falls, and someone catches her.
The Lycan Kings and the White Wolf.
Falling for my boyfriend's Navy brother
"What is wrong with me?
Why does being near him make my skin feel too tight, like I’m wearing a sweater two sizes too small?
It’s just newness, I tell myself firmly.
He’s my boyfirend’s brother.
This is Tyler’s family.
I’m not going to let one cold stare undo that.
**
As a ballet dancer, My life looks perfect—scholarship, starring role, sweet boyfriend Tyler. Until Tyler shows his true colors and his older brother, Asher, comes home.
Asher is a Navy veteran with battle scars and zero patience. He calls me "princess" like it's an insult. I can't stand him.
When My ankle injury forces her to recover at the family lake house, I‘m stuck with both brothers. What starts as mutual hatred slowly turns into something forbidden.
I'm falling for my boyfriend's brother.
**
I hate girls like her.
Entitled.
Delicate.
And still—
Still.
The image of her standing in the doorway, clutching her cardigan tighter around her narrow shoulders, trying to smile through the awkwardness, won’t leave me.
Neither does the memory of Tyler. Leaving her here without a second thought.
I shouldn’t care.
I don’t care.
It’s not my problem if Tyler’s an idiot.
It’s not my business if some spoiled little princess has to walk home in the dark.
I’m not here to rescue anyone.
Especially not her.
Especially not someone like her.
She’s not my problem.
And I’ll make damn sure she never becomes one.
But when my eyes fell on her lips, I wanted her to be mine.
One Weekend with the Billionaire
I open my mouth to respond, but all that comes out is a staggered breath and a small sigh. He chuckles, a low, rough rumble and then leans down and kisses the middle of my back.
I feel the tip of him again at my entryway. He pushes in slightly, and my body comes to life again. My muscles react to his presence, contracting and loosening, as if my body is trying to suck him deep inside.
He's my husband's boss, so this is supposed to be wrong.
So why does it feel so right?
Braxton Merriweather always gets what he wants. Now, he wants her--Julia Thompson, the wife of one of his workers. From the moment he first laid eyes on her, he knew he had to possess her in every way.
When Jeff Thompson takes him up on the bargain he proposes, Braxton is shocked. He's even more surprised when Mrs. Thompson agrees.
But now that he's had a taste of her, he wants more. How can he possess a woman who's already married to someone else?
Julia feels trapped by her marriage to her high school sweetheart. In the two years since they've been married, he's changed, and not for the better. When billionaire Braxton Merriweather shows interest in her, she's flattered. And intrigued. Is it possible that one of the richest men in the world could really want her?
And if so... what does she do about her husband?
One Weekend with the Billionaire is a sexy story for mature readers.
The First Female Alpha
The man I was meant to marry—the rising Alpha, the pride of the Pack—thrusting into another girl like I didn't exist.
But I didn't cry. I didn't scream. I didn't even flinch.
Because the pain had carved me hollow long before he ever touched her.
He thinks I'm weak. That I'll stand by his side in two days, smile for the ceremony, and hand him my loyalty with the Alpha title.
But he's wrong.
I'm not the broken little Luna they think I am. I'm the storm they never saw coming.
The Pack worships him, but only I know the truth buried beneath his perfect lies. So I'll take everything he wants most—the throne, the title, the crown he was born to wear—and win it out from under him, in front of everyone who ever called me unworthy.
Screw the Pack. Screw the respect. Screw being tame.
I'm fury dressed in skin, madness wearing heels, and heartbreak turned into a goddamn weapon.
They wanted a loyal Luna??
Instead...
They created a monster.
And when the throne is finally mine...
The Pack won't remember the name of the Alpha who betrayed me.
They'll remember the woman who took his crown...
and became the First Female Alpha.
Bound by Vengeance
Then there is Xavier Romano. Cold and calculating, he revels in his dominance, finding satisfaction in the terror he instills and the power he wields. But his iron control shatters when he crosses paths with Eloisa. Her unpredictability, her unapologetic desire for vengeance, and her allure are irresistible—and dangerous. As they collide in a world where betrayal is constant and alliances are fragile, passion ignites between them, each step drawing them deeper into a forbidden obsession that neither can control. In a life defined by violence and survival, will their dangerous game be their undoing, or will it make them unstoppable?
The Vampire King's Feeder
Emory: I was born to be the Alpha of my pack, my father's first born daughter. But now... I am here, in the castle of our greatest enemy, the Vampire King. I should hate Kane Alexander, but the more time I spend with him, the more I long for him in ways I cannot understand. I am not here to be his lover, though. I am here to be his feeder. But even before his lips graze my skin the first time, I know I would give myself to him in every way imaginable if only he should ask. Kane: I long to taste the wolf shifter, but not her blood, her body... her essence. I want her in every way imaginable. But I'm already betrothed to marry another blood-born vampire, and if I call that off, I have resigned my kingdom to yet another war. There has to be a way to keep Emory Moonraker as my feeder but not claim her in my bed. I just haven't figured it out yet, and every time I look into her jade eyes, I forget everything and everyone but her. But I have enemies, and every moment she spends here in my home, Castle Graystone, she's in danger.
The first of her kind
And if I don’t unite the warring factions by my twenty-fifth birthday, the prophecy will kill me. I have exactly three months left to live.
Love was never option. Survival was the only plan.
Until they showed up.
Nelson: The brutal, dominant Supreme Alpha who demands my absolute submission, waking a wolf inside me that I’ve suppressed for twelve years.
Jay: The ruthless, lethal Vampire Heir who craves my blood, feeding the dark, feral hunger I never wanted to admit.
They are sworn enemies, born to tear each other apart. But fate has a twisted sense of humor—because they are both my fated mates.
If they find out what I truly am, they’ll destroy me. But as the bond tightens and my time runs out, I’m caught between the Alpha who wants to protect my soul, and the Vampire who wants to rule my darkness.
I was born to bring peace. But loving them might just start the bloodiest war history has ever seen.
Tango 2 the Alpha's Heart
My gaze snapped to his. He was smiling, causing my heart to skip a painful beat. Before I could respond, the music began, and my body instinctively reacted to the sweet melody.
I found myself molded to Lex's will, my feet irresistibly following the dance steps.
The crowd gasped as Lex pulled me into a more intimate position, his hands roaming over my body in a seductive manner.
The experience was both terrifying and magical, allowing me to feel every longing emotion through the dance.
I soon found myself lost in his arms.
When the music finally stopped, my arms were wrapped around his neck, his hands resting on my back, our noses almost touching. He gazed deeply into my eyes.
The ballroom fell silent.
Was he about to kiss me?
Lilly’s life was never easy; she lost her memory and family in a blazing fire. Angelica found and took her in—only to make her a slave to the household.
Years of torment and abuse left Lilly weak, vulnerable, and believing she was without a wolf, but that didn't mean that all hope was lost.
At night, in her dreams, he would patiently wait for her—the man who brought sunshine into her darkest moments.
They would dance the night away, but as dawn approached, he would vanish into the morning sun.
Lilly had given up hope of finding a mate, having a family, and leading a normal life.
But things are about to drastically change for her...
Secrets, lies, betrayal... and a baby on the way.
What if Lilly wasn't wolf-less? What if it was all a lie?
What if she had a living family? Would she stay and bond with them or make a run for freedom?
Let Them Kneel
Cast out by her pack. Forgotten by the Lycans.
She lived among humans—quiet, invisible, tucked away in a town no one looked at twice.
But when her first heat comes without warning, everything changes.
Her body ignites. Her instincts scream. And something primal stirs beneath her skin—
summoning a big, bad Alpha who knows exactly how to quench her fire.
When he claims her, it’s ecstasy and ruin.
For the first time, she believes she’s been accepted.
Seen.
Chosen.
Until he leaves her the next morning—
like a secret never to be spoken.
But Kaelani is not what they thought.
Not wolfless. Not weak.
There is something ancient inside her. Something powerful. And it’s waking.
And when it does—
they’ll all remember the girl they tried to erase.
Especially him.
She’ll be the dream he keeps chasing… the one thing that ever made him feel alive.
Because secrets never stay buried.
And neither do dreams.
My Perverse: You're mine, you son of a bitch
Vincenzo Valentini is a man who sees the world as a business counter and human beings as merchandise.
The owner of an empire built upon corpses and submission, he is the reflection of pure perversity.
When fate places Andrew Thompson, the son of his greatest rival, into his hands, the plan was simple: use him, break him, and discard him like a toy that has lost its appeal.
What Vincenzo did not expect was that, beneath the youthful skin and the appearance of innocence, Andrew hid the same abyss as he did.
Vincenzo never wanted redemption. He never wanted someone to save him from his own darkness. He was seeking a mirror. And in Andrew, he found the partner who, upon seeing his blood-stained hands, does not recoil in terror, but trembles with desire.
In this perverse game, the "little toy" proves to be the perfect executioner. The mafia leader found someone who not only accepts his cruel side but cultivates it, feeding the monster Vincenzo has always been.
Where there should have been fear, lust emerged. Where there should have been hatred, a perverse loyalty was born. Andrew Thompson is the dark reflection of Vincenzo, the soldier the underworld did not see coming, and the man who proved that, for some, paradise only makes sense if it is in the middle of chaos.
Vincenzo opened the doors to his empire, but Andrew was the only one capable of invading his heart.
They are not heroes. They are hell on earth.
