Diamond And Silk Novels & Stories

Chapter 4: The Masquerade The black diamonds felt like a cold, heavy collar. Elena stood before the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the east wing, her fingers trembling as she wrestled with the platinum clasp. The stones were a deep, obsidian hue—darker than the shadows pooling in the corners of the room. They didn’t sparkle with the cheerful light of white diamonds; instead, they seemed to absorb the room’s glow, much like the man who had gifted them to her.

“I can't do my shopping here, I have to do it in Dubai city.” I spoke to Demola. “my Diamond.” I spoke excitedly. “You mean, I’m not your gold? Why Diamond?” Demola asked in curiosity. “Well, I love diamond rings and diamond is a precious jewel and goes with your name. Diamond, I believe means, not comparable. It is a gemstone that sparkles. And you, my love, is my Diamond. Happy now?” he started humming: do re mi fa so la ti do; do ti fa so la mi re do. Shaking his head and enjoying his music. Then I knew he approved my calling him Diamond. When he was done singing, I was watching in amusement.

And the cure can only be divine. "Aren't you the girl who always said it was just stories of the old so we'd have something to entertain around a campfire in this quiet little town?" He affronts me and I am one step away from regretting giving him and Skyfall a chance when I have an excellent big city suitor waiting for me. "And they really are. No one has ever seen the precious stones called diamonds..." I reply with indifference. Although I knew the word "diamonds" I have never seen one. I only know pearls, gold and silver that Lilian wears.

He smiled wickedly at her, attaching the chain and tugging gently on it as he watched her examine her fingers. “No, but they are very pretty,” she said absently. “I like crystals.” Creighton laughed as he bent forward and kissed her bare knee. “They aren’t crystals,” he told her boldly. Sandra looked up at him and frowned. “They are diamonds set in 24 karat gold.” She gasped, looking at the objects in disbelief. “Do you always buy diamonds and gold for your kinky kits?” “No, I have to admit, this is a first. Now, do you know what they are?” She shook her head, still in awe from what they were made of.

Through the red silk fabric, it could be seen that it was a relatively conventional item. "It's also from the tomb of the North Sea, the Purple Dazzling Stone. It's more than 10 times harder than diamond. Because it can't be cut, there's only one in the world." Qingzi slowly uncovered the red silk cloth on the tray. "Freely bid!"

Erlan said softly. Ravelle frowned in confusion, but she still reached for the box and opened it. Instantly, a brilliant sparkle reflected in her eyes. Inside the box lay an exquisitely beautiful pure diamond necklace. Its design was intricate and elegant, with perfectly cut gemstones that radiated a flawless brilliance.

The line clicked silent. I then unboxed my present. The box opened with a soft rustle of tissue paper. Inside lay a very expensive diamond necklace. The chain was fine white gold, gleaming under the room lights. Multiple diamonds hung from it in a delicate cascade. Each stone sparkled with sharp, clear fire. They caught every bit of light, throwing tiny rainbows across the walls. The centerpiece diamond was large and perfectly cut. It felt heavy and cool when I lifted it.

Women in diamonds that caught the light effortlessly. Introductions flowed smoothly around me. I caught names but forgot them just as quickly. Then it happened. A woman with sharp features and a voice too polished smiled at me. “And where did you say you’re from?” The tone was gentle. But the question was not. “Briar Glen,” I answered. Her eyebrows lifted slightly. “I’m not familiar.” “It’s small,” I said. “How charming.” Charming. The word dripped with something else. “And what exactly do you do?” she continued.

We were trying to choose the best silk material for the wedding dress and I was just as confused as hell because all the materials looked so beautiful and shiny. I swiped at the tablet, staring at the materials again, and one caught my attention. “This.” I tapped the screen of the tablet lightly. “This looks like it would be nice. It is so simple and you know since we are engraving diamonds on it, it shouldn’t have another design that will end up making the whole thing look too busy.” She smiled radiantly and nodded in satisfaction. “You are right, my Lady. I had been thinking about it but I just wanted you to choose for yourself. You really have eyes for nice things, Your Highness.”

Silk and chiffon in every shade gleamed under the lamplight… emerald, gold, pearl white, soft blush. “Oh! Look at that emerald silk!” one woman exclaimed, reaching toward the fabric. “It’s absolutely stunning!” Another laughed softly, brushing her fingers over a pearl-white chiffon. “And this one… it’s like moonlight trapped in fabric. How delicate!” A third woman tilted her head, admiring a soft blush gown. “The color… It's perfect for spring. I can already imagine it with flowers in my hair.” “I can’t decide which I love more,” another admitted, eyes wide as she glanced between the gold-embroidered dress and the emerald. “Everything is just… exquisite!”