Novel & Cerita Diamond In Disguise: Now Watch Me Shine

It's been five years since my fiance, Isaac Goodwin, and my own brother, Wade Cafferty, banished me to the slums. Now, they've found me again and asked if I've learned my lesson. "Yes," I reply numbly with a nod. Back then, convinced I'd framed their first love, Renee Sablich, they joined forces to drive me away. They'd forgotten that I was Isaac's fiancee and Wade's sister. Now, I've learned my lesson. I've given up fighting back and chosen to obey them. Yet when I finally give in, Wade suddenly smashes his teacup. "You were never like this before!" he cries. Even Isaac, who once despised me, has tears in his eyes. "Please…" he begs. "I want the old you back, Olivia. The one

There was no need to. Leaning back in my chair, my fingers drummed against the sleek marble centre table.I watched as the door shut behind him with an ominous click, not her. Not the silent shadow in a suit. Not a bodyguard with stiff shoulders and guarded eyes. It took me a while to get used to the way she moved in that disguise. No, this was her without a shield. Still precise. She stepped in the room like she had always belonged there. No disguise. No distortion in her voice. I was happy letting her live freely, not under her shadows. I ordered chicken parmesan. How lousy would the boss be not to offer his underlings something to eat?

Diamond's POV I quickly opened my wardrobe to find something appealing. Nicholas thinks he is the only one who can humiliate me in front of everyone. Geez, he is going to see my dancing skills soon! I put on skimpy skirts, crop tops, and boots. Something nice for a club. My skirt was literally very short, and my belly button was visible. I let my hair down to look sexier. I went so crazy seeing other women touch Nicholas that I didn't think twice about my decisions before strolling out. I saw Neymar in the hallway as he furrowed his brows. “Girl, you look so sexy! What's going on?” He exclaimed, seeing me in those outfits.

Amidst the exertion that made his whole body flush with heat and his heart pump blood furiously, Matteo glanced at Adrian and saw the man narrowing his eyes. Matteo smiled smugly to himself. It seemed that what he was doing had succeeded in provoking the man. ‘Look, Adrian, I’ve picked up the diamond you threw away!’ Matteo quipped to himself before finally deepening his kiss with Luna.

Stood here, covering bruises, pretending everything’s fine? The thought makes me sick. I move out of the bathroom, stepping into the closet, away from Ivan’s watchful gaze, and pull out a dress. The fabric whispers against my skin as I slip it on, another armor for another day of pretending. When I emerge, my eyes are drawn back to the watch on the dresser. The diamonds catch the light, throwing tiny rainbows across the wall. My fingers tremble slightly as I pick it up. It’s heavier than it looks, feeling like a shackle on my bruised wrist. Beautiful, but still a chain.

"But you won't be the broken woman they threw away anymore, Claire. You'll walk in on my arm, wearing that ring, with your head held high, and they'll realize something." "What?" Julian's eyes locked onto mine, and I saw the rage, the calculation and the promise of revenge. "That you didn't just survive," he said softly. "You evolved." THREE DAYS LATER I stood in front of the full-length mirror in Julian's penthouse, barely recognizing myself. The dress was black, simple and elegant. But it hugged every curve, making me look powerful instead of fragile. My hair was styled in soft waves, my makeup flawless but understated, and on my finger, the emerald ring gleamed.

Elisa said, her face was full of displeasure, and so was mine. “And this one’s gold and covered in diamonds. Nolan would probably faint with its shine,” I added. Two hours passed, and we had a mess of coffee cups on our table, at least twenty tabs opened on our laptop, a lot of laughter, yet we found not even a single good watch. Suddenly, Mia shouted like she found the treasure, “Here. Look. What about this one?” She showed us a sleek and simple watch. It had a leather strap, dark face, nothing flashy, just elegant.

"Are you ready to show him what he threw away?" I look in the mirror. The man looking back isn't the hollow-cheeked servant in the flour-dusted apron. My skin has a rich, healthy glow—the 'True Luna' light that only comes when an Omega is properly protected and cherished. My hair is swept back, my eyes are sharp, and the designer fabric masks the small, subtle curve of my belly. "I’m ready to watch him burn," I whisper. The Grand Ballroom of the Obsidian Hotel is a sea of diamonds and predators.

Rome mumbled, wondering in his thoughts. Then he pulled out his phone from his coat and made a call. When his call got answered, Rome said, “I need your best men to protect my wife. Make sure she doesn't know that you guys are following her.” “Yes, boss.” Blaze said from the other end of the line. Time went by naturally, and after Rome got dressed at Jerry's place, Mr. Orlando drove them to the white house. When the car came to a stop, K got out and opened the door for Rome, and he stepped down from the vehicle, wearing a two-piece black suit that got adorned with 480 0.5 carats, color G, vs2 quality diamonds.

he orders. I froze for a moment. Inside my mind, calculations race. If I refuse, I look suspicious. If I hold the blade wrong, I reveal inexperience. If I hold it correctly… I expose training. Sebastian watches with clear interest. Lucien smiles slowly. Ethan frowns. Alexander remains completely still. Waiting. Always watching. I bend down and pick up the dagger. The metal feels familiar in my hand. Too familiar. For a second, instinct takes over. My grip adjusts perfectly.