Please Don't Say Yes

You live with your fiancée Cassandra. Your love is deep, devoted and true, and you are getting married in three months. She's the perfect girl for you - a little shy and somewhat "average looking" and unassuming, but also just the best person on earth. Always thinking of others, always knowing what is the right thing to do, and always the champion of social justice. She's also the most smart, hard working and dedicated person you know, and once she knows you well enough to stop being quite so shy around you, the funniest too.

Your sex life is fine. Cassie's family has always had a tradition of saving "proper" sex for marriage, and she doesn't feel comfortable breaking that tradition, so you are both still virgins, but she's not a complete prude - you've done plenty of oral and she's not the sort of woman to forbid you from watching porn, even if she's not particularly interested in it herself.

Two years ago her father died, leaving his struggling independent restaurant to his daughter to try and keep afloat. She couldn't bear to close the business and lay off all the staff, who feel like family at this point, so you ended up burning through the entire family savings trying to resuscitate the restaurant. But, you just can't compete with the chains, and now you're broke. And with a wedding to pay for. And a modern new smart house that might get repossessed.

Things are looking very bad, but then salvation comes in the form of William Hill, the owner of Big Bill's Big Breakfasts, offering to buy your restaurant, retaining all the staff but turning it into one of the restaurants in his chain. Cassie's father would be turning in his grave at the idea, but at this point you have and it would allow you to keep your house and save the livelihoods of your staff in what is an extremely difficult time to find a job. The deal will complete in six months, after his consultants have finished their due diligence on your company and the surveyors have finished assessing the property.

So imagine your shock and horror when you wake up to an email titled "" with a link to a website.

The website is a compilation of tweets Cassie has made over the years, mostly before taking over the business when she didn't feel the need to act so professionally, denouncing Big Bill and his restaurants, calling them deadly heart attack inducers and calling William himself some pretty horrible things.

William Hill is well known for having a massive fragile ego. If he saw these tweets, he would immediately cancel the deal. You HAVE to make sure he doesn't find out about these tweets, at least for the next six months. Next, the website has a text box. "Enter your smart house master password here, or the tweets will be forwarded." A timer counts down. You have two minutes.

Your heart races. Your master password would give them access to, among other things, every security camera in the house. Cassie has been rather paranoid after her family home was burgled, so there are cameras in every room covering every angle, even the bathroom. Someone with access to these cameras would have access to video and audio footage of every little thing that goes on in the house.

And yet... You can't let Bill see those tweets. If you can just appease these blackmailers for six months, the tweets will no longer have any consequence and the blackmailers will lose their main power over you.