50 Shades Of Jade Novels & Stories

I muttered. Eventually, the obsidian sold for six million. I barely even listened as my attention was focused on Carmen instead. Even seated quietly beside Cayden, she attracted attention way too easily. The dark dress she wore wrapped around her body elegantly while silver jewelry rested against her skin like moonlight. She looked beautiful yet somehow cold, especially towards me. Beside her, Caydena leaned lazily against his chair with that same irritating calm expression on his face. The second item was brought out shortly afterward. It was a twin jade, now, that was worth looking at. The room shifted from calm to a little noisy when the velvet cloth covering the gem was removed.

Jade Four words. My brain is yet to recover from the insane kiss to try to talk myself out of disobeying his orders. I’m yanking the buttons of my silk shirt faster than I have ever done before. My shirt meets the floor in seconds. “I’ve imagined fucking you since the day you arrived,” he whispers, closing the distance between us. “Fucking myself with your image in my head.” “Eating you out.” He bends his head and take my right nipple in his wet lips. I let out a breathless moan in response.

If I don’t get some air soon, I might pass out right here between the marble counters and the industrial stove. So I do what any sane person would do I sneak out the side door I spotted earlier and step into the garden. And oh — it’s… beautiful. Not in the soft, whimsical way you’d expect from a cozy backyard, but in that sharp, curated, money-has-no-limits kind of way. Tall hedges trimmed with military precision. Stone pathways that wind like veins through the green. Flowers I can’t even name but know cost more than my monthly rent. I wander a little, breathing in deep.

Some of them have even taken her home and— Cheers erupted again when someone else, a middle-aged woman, stepped onto the stage and Lena stood beside her as she twirled her hair seductively. “Who will be going home with her tonight? Start bidding!” The woman yelled, and I watched as Charles stepped forward excitedly. “Five hundred dollars.” “One thousand dollars!” “Two thousand!” “Three!” “Ten thousand!” Kale, who was watching uninterested, leaned closer to me and whispered. “All this money for one chick? Ain't she too privileged?” He asked and I didn't bother replying to him as I stepped forward slowly. “One hundred thousand dollars,” I announced and the whole room went silent immediately as

I threw the phone across the room and watched it bounce off the mat. Jake’s voice came through the intercom. “She’s here.” I grabbed a towel, a bottle of water, and took the stairs slowly. My legs felt like lead. I walked into the living room still dripping and found Madison Pierce posing by the window like she was waiting for a photographer who never showed. She turned as her smile went full wattage. “Zane Callahan in the flesh. You even look better than the photos.” She wore a white skirt so tight it looked painted on and a pink silk blouse with three buttons undone. Her black lace bra peeked out every time she breathed. Her perfume hit me from ten feet away, something sweet and cloying th

I couldn’t help wondering if I could comfortably take it. A thick tuft of hair draped the base of his shaft like black velvet. The turgid length pulsed with veins threatening to burst from the skin. His mushroom tip was a deep shade of red and pink, throbbing with ridges and his peephole was already spilling with precum.

Dreamy and Pure. I wondered how much of it would survive the night. As soon as we stepped inside, heads turned. Murmurs followed and eyes narrowed. And I loved it. I smiled sweetly, leaning into Shane and whispering, “Let’s cause a little envy, shall we?” He kissed my cheek. “Already am.” he muttered. I didn’t even pretend to play coy when we found Isabella near the fountain centerpiece, glowing in a lavender gown that floated around her like petals. “Lovia!” she beamed. “Oh my God—you look incredible.”

The box was a beautiful red in colour and it also smelled like her, maybe it was because she had been holding it for quite a while. I took the box from her and opened it. There was a beautiful jade bracelet inside. Taking it out, I couldn't help but gasp. A delicate, translucent green hue shimmered through the polished jade surface, almost like it was glowing from within. The jade itself was of the highest grade, its color consistent and pure, unmarred by any cracks or impurities. But what made it truly mesmerizing were the intricate carvings that adorned its surface.

Her icy gaze seemed to freeze the air around her, but her warm, radiant smile was cooling. Her skin was a radiant, porcelain-like complexion, with a subtle sheen that seemed almost otherworldly. Her eyes sparkled like diamonds in the snow, shining bright with a gentle warmth that belied her icy demeanor. Her eyelashes were long and luscious, framing her eyes like delicate icicles, and her lips were full and inviting, painted a soft, rose-petal pink that seemed to glow with an inner light.