Cintaku Berlian 22 Karat Novels & Stories

She glanced at him and said, "Since Mr. Kane is being so generous, buy me a diamond necklace then. My requirements aren't too high. The necklace should have one hundred and eight red diamonds, each not less than one carat. Oh, and the chain should be platinum. The thicker, the better." The corner of Keegan's eye twitched. "One hundred and eight carats? Aren't you afraid of your neck being snapped?" 'And red diamonds? Red diamonds were the rarest. With all the natural red diamonds in the world combined, there wouldn't even be a hundred carats. Plus, one carat's value was close to a million dollars. Does she wish to flaunt her wealth by wearing a few hundred million on her neck?"

I copied her and lowered my voice for my second reply She gasped and covered her mouth, "You totally have a secret admirer," she gushed, "Someone who could afford to buy you real diamonds..." she trailed off in thought before her eyes widened, "Oh My God, one of the Crown brothers has a crush on you!" she squealed "Maybe even all of them, if that one rumour is true," she wiggled her eyebrows at me I rolled my eyes, "Don't we have somewhere to be?" I asked her

- My voice sounded stressed and my brother laughs out loud. ________ I knew that at least one would get his attention ...-He nudges me provocatively and then walks away, I took a deep breath preparing my psychology for the next few days, I would have to endure Thom's jokes. The reception after the presentation began monotonously and extremely still, the same self-centered nobles; her words that seemed to sound sweet but at the first opportunity would stab me in the back just out of greed, I brought a glass of wine to my lips feeling the dry wine pull at the end of my tongue, it was at this moment that the red-haired archer made her entrance into the room. main hall of the Arena, she wore a d

Patrick put black latex gloves on both hands before pulling out the expensive necklace. " Give me , it's his name," he presents it, showing it to me. 14 karat diamond chain. Ruby pendant, one of the most difficult to find and coveted precious stones in the world and pure gold extracted from the richest mines; It weighs 136 carats in total. With a value of 55 million. Not even Harry Winston dared such luxury. My eyes never leave the jewel, it really is the most precious thing I have ever seen.

She smiled slightly, attempting to conceal her indistinctness. Anna had no idea what to describe because all she sees right now is an oval-shaped glittering stone. “This is an iconic ring because it was influenced by Princess Diana's artifact. The gemstone weighs 12 carats and is encircled by ten solitaire diamonds.” Anna couldn't help but look surprised. Twelve carats? How could she possibly wear such a heavy stone on her fingers?

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.

I tell her. “I just wanted everything to be perfect,” I add. “I know, I guess I shouldn’t have jumped to the worst but it’s hard not to.” She replies. She is still staring at her 5-carat heart-shaped light blue diamond surrounded by sapphires that decrease in size as they get further away from the center stone. The whole thing is set in platinum. Uncle Gio walks back in followed by my aunt who lets me have it in Italian. I glare at him. Seriously why’d he had to tell her what happened?

She was his one and only. "Are you all right, sir?" The jeweler cast Val a concerned glance. Val shook his head to clear it then pointed at the ring. "Can I look at that please? How big is the stone, and is the setting silver or platinum?" "Platinum," the jeweler responded, smiling as he sensed an imminent sale. "The stone is just over a carat, I believe. No visible flaws and a perfect pigeon's-blood color." He gave Val a shrewd look. "It isn't cheap."

Willow fixed her gaze on the diamond ring, her mind wandering as she stood still in a daze. Julian's voice sounded low and resonant as he said, "It's a 5.2-carat, perfectly flawless diamond that I personally picked out. It's designed for you to wear every day.

He’s here for a purpose, but his mind — she suspects — is not entirely on this. The second tray is brought forward. The lights seem to burn brighter against the diamond’s surface. “Fifteen carats,” the saleswoman says, her voice almost a whisper. “Internally flawless. D-color — the purest white diamond possible. Estimated at nine point two million.” Mrs. Vallerand inhales sharply, eyes glistening as if she’s in love with the stone herself. “Oh, Bianca, that is a statement. A ring that says you are exactly who you are — destined for something greater.”