Diamond In Disguise: Now Watch Me Shine Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Of course, Mom, don't worry.” Hours passed in a flurry of activities, from the last-minute preparations to the countless well-wishes from random pack members. For some exciting fate, there was a full moon which was a promising beacon for my special night. Yet, I couldn’t shake the unsettling feeling that something wasn’t quite right. The rush of activities masked the mounting anxiety I felt especially since my father was still nowhere to be found. I even lost count of the many times I tried calling him. I then stood in my bedroom, freshly showered and dressed in my dazzling silver gown. My hair was curled and pinned in a curly updo, and a light dusting of makeup flexed my natural beauty. I

He leans back, his eyes softening as he watches me. Slowly, I open the box, revealing a pair of sparkling, teardrop-shaped diamond earrings. “Braden… they’re beautiful.” The sparkle catches in the candlelight, and for a moment, I lose myself in their brilliance. But then a small voice in the back of my mind reminds me: He hit you, Claudia.

After she applied a skin softener and her favorite perfume with a scent of gardenia, she strolled towards the closet and pouted her lips while choosing a suitable dress for her engagement. “Wow!” Jasmine clapped both of her hands Adrienne emerged from her bedroom dolled up for her engagement tonight. Adrienne was no longer comfortable in her skin, especially with the tattoo on her neck. “Do I look weird in this dress?” “No, but it emphasized your not-so-gifted breasts. Do you think he will not mind it?” “I’m not a whore, Jasmine, and that guy doesn’t care about boobs and vaginas. He’s into men but he couldn’t tell his family about it. I have to pose as her girlfriend tonight.”

They tore my clothes, hit me, and slapped me until my vision swam. I begged them to stop. I said there had to be a mistake. The bride planted her stiletto heel down onto the back of my hand, grinding it cruelly. She leaned in, her voice low and mocking. "There's no mistake. This ring is one of a kind. It's custom-made. If you have it, then you're the mistress." My hand split open under her heel. Blood smeared the diamond. Then, she took out a small knife and carved "mistress" across my face. She dragged me by the hair out of the mall and into the street.

The main room had one-way mirrors on all sides, allowing a select group of wealthy observers to watch from the shadows. The thrill of being observed pushed me into a new level of heat. I arrived wearing a sheer silver dress that clung to my curves like liquid metal, the fabric so thin my nipples were visible the moment the cool air hit them. No panties. No bra. Just skin and silk and the diamond ring on my finger that Liam had given me as a symbol of hope. Liam walked beside me, his hand on my lower back, but his grip was tighter than usual. The men were waiting.

Chapter 124: Lillian Becomes The Face Of Public Health. Patricia Brooks. Sat at the counter table. Her mind a wave of tornado. She wore her black blazers, same corporate attire, her gold earrings she purchased right after prison. Her hand stood motionless, the picture of Lillian saying -we will donate this gold. The sound Her jewellery she cherished so much.

An object with an expiration date stamped in invisible ink. Disposable. I took one step back, then another, and fled down the hall barefoot. I didn’t care if Naomi saw. I didn’t care if the cameras saw. Let them. Let them see the girl who got dressed in diamonds just to be told she was furniture. I shut the guest room door behind me like it was the only line I could draw. I pressed my back to it, fists clenched, heart in pieces, and still—still—my phone buzzed again.

It was hard to tell. “Ava. Can you repeat what you said earlier?” he said. “She is Ciana. She has been lying about her identity,” I yelled. She tried to speak. She told the Alpha I was probably saying all this out of jealousy. George came in. He watched the drama unfold before him. “She is in disguise! Take them off!” I yelled in frustration. She was ordered to wash her face. She was reluctant to but the Alpha was stern about his order. As she rinsed off her makeup, her real identity began to show, leaving the Alpha and George in shock.

Also, he is the less troublesome one among the three. Gazes fell on me. And even though I am wearing a disguise, I still feel naked because of the dress. The fabric is thick and yet soft. It gives off a soft shine every time I move, which is not entirely the reason why people in the casino would find themselves looking at me. The v-cut of the dress drops down up to my rib and shows my cleavage. The back isn’t that modest either, as it shows my entire back and only stopping a little over my hip. ‘Master, I have a question.’ Leviathan suddenly asks while we were making our way through the crowd gathering around a dealer.

The blanket is tucked around me like I’m a sandwich somebody cared about. Rodrigo? Is he back? I run my thumb over the dove. It feels hard as glass, like one wrong breath could snap a wing, which is ridiculous, because diamonds are famously the one thing on earth committed to not breaking. Real diamonds. He got me real diamonds. “Marilyn Monroe was right,” I say to the room. “Diamonds are a girl’s best friend.” I pause. “Technically, she said girl’s, but I’m willing to accept an honorary membership. Somebody get me the sash.”