Surprise! Blackmailed is up for Pre-Order

It's almost here! Blackmail will be available Nov. 22nd! Michele and I are so stoked to bring you the full (Novella length) story for Jefferson Winters and Jochi Zhao! If you haven't done so yet, you can read all about how Jochi and Jefferson got together to begin with, here! And you can pre-order your copy now, here! All of the LtPB books are a part of KU as well.

Now, here is the blurb for Blackmailed and a small unedited sneak peak!

Blurb:

Jefferson Winters doesn’t broadcast his relationships. In fact, after his wife’s tragic death, he hadn’t shared his bed with another woman. However, that all changed the night of the auction raid when Jochi Zhao claimed him.

As the trial for Holly Geithner begins, Jefferson is approached with a proposal to help save the senators who facilitated the auction—vote down the censure and expulsion motions or have his life exposed.

Jochi Zhao knew this moment was coming. For the last year he’d been methodically planning Jefferson’s departure from congress. However, neither of them were expecting to be blackmailed.

Now, Jefferson must choose between doing what is right—voting yes on the censure and expulsion along with testifying against Holly Geithner—or voting no, allowing PBH and those responsible to go free and begin anew.

Decisions will be made, and traps will be set. Will Jefferson keep his promises whispered in secret or will he turn his back on the community and his family to keep from exposing the man he loves?

Excerpt:

The knock came again, drawing Jefferson’s attention from Jochi for the moment. “C-come in.” He cleared his throat. “Come in.”

The door opened with a wide swing as two opposing senators along with the former assistant to Senators Brawborn and Tory, stormed through the door. Senators Roberts, Beltran, and Mr. Diaz each carried a small binder. Their stern expressions should have killed any of the arousal pouring through Jefferson’s veins, instead, the coming confrontation only ramped up it, causing a rush of adrenaline.

“Senator Winters, we won’t take up your precious time,” Senator Roberts said as he unbuttoned his blazer and sat in the chair across from Jefferson.

“Yes, we need your help.” Senator Beltran eased into the chair beside Senator Roberts, leaving Mr. Diaz to stand.

“Gentleman, what could I possibly do to help you?” Jefferson shifted in his seat and bit back a curse when Jochi swallowed around him.

“Are you okay, sir?” Mr. Diaz said, narrowing his eyes.

“Perfectly fine.” He glanced between both senators sitting in front of him. “So, what’s this about?”

“As you know the trial for Holly Geithner has begun,” Senator Roberts stated.

“And, Senators Brawborn and Tory’s trial will begin in a few short weeks,” Senator Beltran added. “We could use your help in the coming censure and expulsion hearings.”

Jefferson snorted. “No, I don’t think I’ll be helping you.”

“You don’t know what we’re asking you for though,” Senator Beltran said, easing back into his chair. “For all you know we’re here to count on your vote for their expulsion.”

Jefferson narrowed his eyes. Ever since the auction and the subsequent finds in his internal investigation surrounding Senators Brawborn and Tory, he knew Beltran and Roberts were also involved in the PBH, just not how deep or to what extent. “If you were here about the vote, you’d have already asked for their resignations. Both of you have been Brawborn and Tory’s biggest supporters. What’s changed?”

Neither men said anything. Instead, Mr. Diaz stepped forward. The severe look on the young man’s face, didn’t intimidate Jefferson. He should be lucky he hadn’t been put into a cell right along with his boss.

“Sir, we know your history with shifter causes, and the fact you could be compromised. Your daughters are married to shifters.” Mr. Diaz shoved the copies of his daughters’ marriage licenses onto the desk in front of Jefferson. “You also allocated three million dollars ten years ago to an orphanage—Leaving the Past Behind, to help orphaned shifters find new families. You can’t be objective.”

Irritation flared within him and Jochi pulled from his cock. Jefferson closed his eyes. “Excuse me?” He’d never once showed any preference. If anything, he did the work others should have been doing all along but chose to turn a blind eye to the plight of those who were treated as sub-human or worse, weapons.

“We also know you are having a sordid affair,” Mr. Diaz said.

Sordid affair? Jefferson laughed. “Gentlemen, I’d have to be married to be having an affair. As my wife has been dead for some years now, I think you’re all grasping at straws here.” Jochi squeezed his knee. The jolt of reassurance focused Jefferson, helping him to stay calm.

“True. Nevertheless, we know that you have been having daily dalliances in your office for the past year. We know that it is a woman. We know that if others found out, your reputation will take a significant hit, and we believe your record will be scrutinized,” Senator Beltran said. “It would also be a shame if all of your grants and shall we say government philanthropical work was investigated, cancelling funding to those desperately in need during those inquiries.”

Jefferson glanced between the senators. They weren’t bluffing. They’d stop funding for those projects he’d felt were the most needed when it came to shifters and humans with abilities who needed shelter. Everything he’d done, every bill he’d written, every project setup and grants given had been checked over by constitutional lawyers, they were air tight and unbreakable, plus it helped he did everything above reproach. He sat back as best he could without exposing himself and blew out a breath. “I think you should reconsider this plot.”

The men looked at each other.

“I’m not saying this as a threat, but as a promise. If you come after me or my family or those truly in need, I will spend the rest of my life taking you down one peg at a time,” Jefferson said, sitting forward. “This will not end well for you. Any of you.”