Ace Of Diamond Characters Novels & Stories

And then Diamond. She'd wrapped a jacket around herself, but she still wore the fishnets and the heels. My dick twitched as her hair whipped around her cheeks in the wind, and she lifted her hand to move it. Then, her eyes caught mine just like they had on stage, and she held on for a beat longer than comfortable. Yet before I could determine what it was I'd seen or what she might have tried to communicate, she got into the back of a Lexus that belonged to Union 21.

On the inside of the box, there was a small '9' written on it. I already had the chest in my hands. "We don't know the order, though." Megera mumbled. I scanned the cards. The inside of the box had a 9, the two diamond with the number 6, the four hearts with the number 3, the 9 spades with the number 0.

I heard him asks what I just finished reading on the glittering board in front of me and I squint only to find Ferd kneeling down with one knee with a small ring box opened and showcasing a diamond ring. I gasp and covered my mouth to avoid those insects flying into my mouth. As if that wasn't enough, I just noticed both of us were standing in the middle of a carved Love-shape lights and roses surrounding us. "Oh my God!" I gosh out with wobbling legs. I couldn't stand anymore if not I'll embarrass myself and faint right now, instead I went on my knees in tears.

Wild Bill began delegating the more dangerous liaisons to the henchman's special skillset. He didn't mind. Over the years, it helped dull the pain of Aimee's rejection. Until he walked out the door today and her scent hit him like a freight train, now he couldn't bear to have her out of his sight. Why was she back? His eyes traveled the length of her, memorizing every curve, dip, and feature he could see. Did she still bear the Aces and eights mark? Their patch was a set of four cards, two black eights (clubs and spades), and two black spades.

He had not even said a word, and the man wanted to f*cking blow his inn up! With one hand on the bar to support himself, Javier flung himself over and sprinted. The moment he landed on the floor, he raised the pen in his hand, waiting to stab the middle-aged man with it. However, just as his right hand, the one holding the pen, was about to swing down, the middle-aged man successfully pulled out what was in his pants pocket— Three aces?! Javier was stunned. What did the three poker cards mean? He then saw the middle-aged man pull out a fourth ace with his other hand.

We continued eating in silence. —-------------------------------- Ace’s POV My wife is attempting to entice me. She's pretty, I have to say; I've always liked petite! She's also troublesome, which I enjoy! On the down low, I don't want a woman who is completely submissive. But since this is Angel, she shouldn't act like my ideal wife—rather, she should act like a payment, the only thing she is to me. Why is she putting in so much effort to pique my interest in her?

"Hmph. Useless, lazy, and still no baby after all these years. But taking million-dollar gifts? That you're good at," my mother-in-law, Victoria Grant, said this with her lips puckered as if she'd caught a foul smell. Lucas Reed—my husband—had just slid a five-carat diamond ring onto my finger when she cut in. A strange chill ran through me. My hand, whole and unbroken, rested in front of me as if nothing had ever happened.

Ajax then gently took the diamond from my hand and went to my back to put it on my neck. He then made me stand by the mirror and smiled, “Damn, it suits you, babe. You look beautiful as ever.” I smiled, my hand slowly reaching for the diamond. It indeed looked so beautiful…I hate to admit but this man has taste in things. My hands trailed on the letter A placed in the center and I raised my eyebrows at him in question, “But why does it have a letter A?” “My initials.” He answered, reaching for the necklace he was wearing and making me look at it. I saw the same necklace, except the one he was wearing has the letter E in the center and I instantly understood it.

he asked Sandra as she looked down at her hand. She could feel the eyes of those around her burning into her flesh, begging her to beat him. With a heavy sigh she laid her cards down one at a time. Ace of diamonds, followed by the king of diamonds, queen of diamonds, jack of diamonds and with a very slow show of dramatics, a two of spades. “A royal flush!” Irena gasped with a cheerful tone to her voice. “She wins, and you lose, so break up with our sister you slack jawed…”

As they left I walked closer to the dining table, a little more relaxed because no one was here. A game where they did more talking than playing, where the order wasn't continuous. It was something I had never seen or heard of before. I checked through the cards that had already been played on the field with confusion. There was no correlation between them. I then looked at the cards that were left behind, which were supposed to be in their hands. These cards did correlate, all of them were royalty and the heart suit. Dominic was the Queen, the guy whose shadow looked like Xavier's was the King, Jake was the Ace and the other dude was the Jack. "What the actual fuck," I thought out loud,