Ace No Diamond Novels & Stories

I asked as nonchalantly as I could, “where are we going to get this evidence?” “ADCO” he answered simply, unruffled while I almost choked on my coffee. ADCO was the top store for upscale jewelry, family owned, with trained designers of the highest quality. Each stone that made its way through their door was hand selected. This wouldn’t be cheap, and I was flabbergasted that Cade wanted to go there, sure the man had money, but a fake marriage ring? We could go somewhere a touch cheaper. Pulling myself together I addressed him carefully.

You are scared of the way I make you feel, because you do not want to feel anything. -Maya Banks. |N I C O L A S| Dresden Green Diamond. The Diamond that was stolen from us by a woman, a few months ago, ia back in the picture, not like it ever left. I can not afford letting someone go with stealing from me. Shawn and I had been working on it for long, actually, so long but still the first thing that brought us closer to the diamond was a letter. A letter that was delivered to our penthouse without any address or contact number of the sender.

"What are you talking about?" Joy owned the biggest diamond store in LA, and Damon had come in the previous week to buy the largest diamond-cut ring she had. She'd put her soul into the selection process, despite her hatred for him, and she'd looked forward to seeing it on Aneeka's finger. She hated the barely visible, tiny diamond he'd insisted Aneeka wear as a wedding band. They looked at each other in confusion. Then they heard running footsteps outside, followed by Damon's loud laughter and the unmistakable sound of applause.

“I didn’t know that.” Without a word, Liam pulled a ring out of his pocket and got to his knees. Now Ace did fall off the bed. “Hey!” he yelped from the floor. “You just said –” “I said that I wasn’t going to pull out a diamond ring. I never said I wasn’t going to pull out any ring.” “Fucking semantics,” Ace muttered.

He paused on Myra’s face. Angelo had canceled nothing officially. Smart. For once. Damion set the phone down. “Don’t touch Aspen yet.” The man across from him frowned. “You sure?” “Yes.” “And the girl?” “Nobody touches her.” “Then what are we doing?” Damion smiled. “Waiting.” “For?” “Nicholas to make a mistake.” He poured two fingers of bourbon. “And if he doesn’t?” “He will.” “How do you know?” “Because men always become careless when they fall in love.”

he added, turning the card around to see if there was anything on the back. “Your cousin enjoys theater,” Nico said. He believed that it might be him. Nero scoffed. “Luigi enjoys little backhanded ploys and games. However, lately he seems more vested in sending diamonds to my wife.” He dropped the card back into the box. “This isn’t him. It's too brazen. But subtle.” “Matteo?” Nico asked.

Dominique asked with curiosity. “Um, no, I just…” I stutter. Grabbing the box, Dominique pulls the necklace out slowly. I watch as he observed it. “This one is called the Diamond Tear. It’s a single Diamond in the form of a teardrop. The necklace is white gold, twenty carats. It’s a unique one in the world,” the woman explained briefly. Dominique raised his hand. Silently, I stare at the Diamond. Somehow my head started pounding. Groaning in pain, I held my head.