Carte Blanche Card Novels & Stories

"Ma'am, the client is none other than Khun Chalida herself. It's on hold for her until tomorrow morning. With all due respect, it's already hers." [Ding!] [Alert: Exaggerated Status Affirmation detected. Target: Sales Associate. Degree: High.] [Deposit: 15,000 THB credited to your account.] Pim’s smile widened, a truly chilling sight. "Is that so? Well, in that case." She reached into her new handbag and pulled out a sleek, black titanium card. "I'd like to purchase it. Right now." The associate's eyes widened, first at the card, then at Pim's calm expression. A Black Card. Not just any card, but the exclusive, invitation-only kind that signaled truly astronomical wealth. Her perfectly sculp

I heard those but those words quickly left my ear as I started to open the envelope and a black card with the name Isla Therese LancLancaster closed my eyes. My jaw drops to the flavor of the limo even though I am already expecting this. I just still can't believe that I own one of these. A card that has no spending limit. I slowly closed my lips together. I needed to redeem my composure and after I did. I turned back to Kairos. I playfully waved the black card in front of his eyes to make sure that he was okay. "I was only expecting an extension of your credit card and some weekly allowance. Don't you think that you might make a big mistake by giving me a card like this? I might dry out you

Inside was a card—black, matte, and heavy in her hand, embossed with her name in sharp silver letters. She froze. A Black Card. The kind of card that came with no limits, no boundaries, the ultimate status symbol of obscene wealth. Her lips parted, then closed again. Slowly, she looked up at him. “You’re giving me… this?” Adrian leaned casually against the desk, hands in his pockets, as if he’d just handed her a set of keys instead of unlimited access to his fortune. “You’ll need it.” Elena’s brow furrowed. “For what, exactly? Buying out small countries? A diamond bathtub? What do you think I’m going to do with this?”

Suddenly, Nick handed her a black-and-gold card. It was a supplementary card he had arranged for her. Khloe knew it was the highest-tier international black card—by invitation only, with strict asset and identity requirements. The card offered unlimited credit and access to the world's most elite services. Supplementary cards could only be issued to family members, and the annual fee alone was astronomical. Even though they were engaged, she had never imagined he would extend such treatment to her. "Nick, I don't lack for money. And this card… it's far too extravagant. I can't accept it…"

"This is all your fault. You took me from my house in the first place. It's only courtesy that you take care of it." He studies me for a long moment. Those dark eyes searching my face for... what? Signs of deception? Plans to run? I keep my expression carefully blank. Finally, he reaches into his inner jacket pocket and pulls out a black card. Matte finish. No visible numbers or bank name. He holds it out to me. "It's unlimited," he says simply. "Spend as much as you want. My men will accompany you." I take the card with slightly shaking hands. Unlimited.

His expression softened. "You're my daughter. I won't allow anyone to mistreat you." Then he pulled a sleek black card from his wallet and handed it to her. "Take this." Vessara stared at it. The legendary Barclay Black Card. One of the most exclusive cards in the country. And he was just... giving it to her? "Go on." Alexander pressed it into her hand. "Think of it as a welcome-home gift from your father." Then he added quietly, "And don't let what happened earlier bother you."

Why? ‘Because you need to get into her pants and make her do whatever you want. To fulfil your wishful illicit desires. Wait for only a few days!’ his bonkers mind sang and He nodded. Isabel eyed the black and golden card in his hand and blinked. She knew this type of credit cards. "It's an infinite card, Viso. I can't take it. I have my own money. I can buy my things, you know!" she told him, smiling and denying taking his card politely.

I relent. “Okay, thank you so much.” “Where are you going do you know yet? Only, I can recommend a couple of nice bars.” He reaches in his pocket now he’s standing and takes out his wallet. It’s dark brown and I’m guessing it’s Gucci from the striping on it. Of course, it would be. From the wallet, Cody takes out a black card. It’s an Amex. “Here, use this for your night out. I want to treat you.”

It's not possible that I'm not well-groomed, because I look like a mess because of the stress in the Philippines. “There are four cards here in the palace. The highest is the Black card only the queen and her children have it. The red card is for family relatives like me who is your cousin. Blue card for senior palace employees, yellow card for rich businessmen and businesswoman," he promised me. "What do these cards do?" I asked him. “It's a type of extremely exclusive card that is only reserved for the rich or so-called ultrawealthy. That black card is the strongest because no matter what you buy, you can show it at malls, restaurants, and other establishments."

ELENA POV I shrug and she turns to me with a weird expression on her face. “You dated Alex for so long and not once did you not see a black card?” She frowns confused “I never looked or asked” I sigh, “can I try on the next dress or will you tell me what that is?” I raise a brow in her direction She sighs shooing me into the dressing room to change, “A black card is an unlimited card, only the top members of the Bianchi family have them, I used to be a part of it” She laughs through the doors