Novel & Cerita Cintaku Berlian 22 Karat

“How about this? How many carats is this diamond?” Kaze saw a diamond pendant. It was not particularly exquisite but it was designed like an angel, which could easily capture attention. “The diamond here is two carats and it’s encased with platinum. It’s a perfect gift for your girlfriend, but not so much for a normal friend.” The shopkeeper then scrutinized Kaze and noticed his outfit. She could not move her gaze away from him, especially his frame and matching suit. He looked like a life-size mannequin with perfect proportions.

Expensive. Her eyes went wide. "Kang, what is—" "Something I've been waiting to give you." I opened it. Watched her face. Cataloged her reaction. Her gasp. Her wonder. Her awe. The necklace was a masterpiece. A single diamond. Twenty carats. Flawless. D color. Internally perfect. Cut to catch every bit of light and throw it back like fire. Set in platinum. Surrounded by smaller diamonds—black diamonds—creating a halo of darkness around the brilliant center. Like a star in the void. Like light consumed by shadow.

he smiled, setting the box on the glass counter, popping it open for us to see inside. We all step forward and look down at the delicate ring inside. A three-carat brilliant round cut solitaire diamond sat perfectly centered where a fourteen karat yellow gold, fourteen karats white gold, and fourteen karats rose gold intersected. We chose this style so that each band represented us while the diamond that unites them is our Riko.

Blake asked, turning Claire around to see a sizeable sparkling diamond sticking out of her where her pink-brownish hole should be. “Oh, you finally noticed the surprise I had planned for you. What do you think? Isn’t it lovely? I had it custom-made a while back. It’s a 171-carat cut from the Jonker Dimond, and the plug is made from 24K gold. What do you think?” Claire asked, red in the face from her last orgasm and excitement about her exposure as she bent at the waist and showed its full glory. “Well, are you sure about this? I never asked….” Blake began when Claire turned around and placed her two fingers on his mouth, stopping his protest.

But then her gaze caught on one near the back. Round diamond, set in platinum with smaller diamonds along the band. It was elegant without being ostentatious. Timeless. Perfect. "That one," she said quietly, pointing. Tanya pulled it from the tray. "Excellent choice. This is a two-carat round brilliant cut diamond, 58-facet precision, VS1 clarity, E color. Set in platinum with a pavé band. Would you like to try it on?" "Yes," Wyatt said before Lauren could object. Tanya handed her the ring. Lauren slipped it onto her left ring finger, and her breath caught.

He quickly relocked the sliding panel and returned to the opposite side of the case as Dax walked over to join his family. “This is a borrowed suite from one of our sister locations in Beverly Hills,” the man began as he carefully lifted a small part of the necklace with the tip of his fingers. “You have a good eye, sir. This is a 100 carat Burma ruby set. The color is what we call pigeon blood red. It’s an amazing task to get so many stones to match. Beautiful, isn’t it?” “It most certainly is,” his dad agreed. “Since it’s from another location, is it for sale here?”

Blake and Liam sauntered into the hall, taking hasty strides down the long red carpet. And in just a matter of seconds, all eyes were on them! They both had on expensive black tuxedos, which were adorned with black diamond dust cuff links and studs. Blake had on a 3-carat natural black diamond ring on his right index finger and a 14.62-carat blue diamond ring on his left middle finger. It was the fucking Oppenheimer blue, which was worth over 57 million dollars!

I felt my body shake as he tried to calm me my squeezing my arm reassuringly. "Ladies and gentlemen, behold, Incanto. Thanks to its layered design, the piece can be worn in 13 different ways. The precious stones on this piece all come down to 199.53 carats. The bidding will start at four million dollars." "Five million!" A man immediately called from the crowd. "Seven million," a woman offered. I watched in wonder as the prices went past 10 million dollars, to twelve million to fourteen. Finally silence befell the room. I thought it was over when I heard, "Sixteen million dollars. For my wife."

I think she still wants some revenge on Gabriel because he trapped her with Christian last time even though Gabriel sent her a bottle of wine with a sorry card (Nancy did that for him, so he can get another brownie point from me). "Wear this Izzy!" Ruby states, while Carly put a diamond necklace that rests perfectly between my boobs, earrings with a simple design (a 3 carats diamond in each ear), and a gold bangle adorned with small diamonds. "These are real diamonds, sweetheart. Take care, okay!" "What!" I touch the diamond on my chest. This one is at least 5 carats. "I can't, Carl! What if I lost it? I can't pay you!" "Nah, Mr. Remington already paid for these. They are yours," Carly says,

Quickly, one of the staff picked up a box and rushed to their side. "L'Incomparable diamond necklace with a 408-carat brown-yellow main stone pendant and ninety different superb cuts of diamond stones, resembling the leaves attached to a stem" Thea relayed after the staff opened the box to show them. "It will be paired with the 235-carat diamond earrings of the same color as the pendant and a fine stem of diamond studded arm charm" she added. There was an eerie silence when Skye remained dumbfounded. How could she wear this fortune? She dared not ask for the price tag in fear of a heart attack.