Diamonds Pearls Lyrics Novels & Stories

"Hmph. Useless, lazy, and still no baby after all these years. But taking million-dollar gifts? That you're good at," my mother-in-law, Victoria Grant, said this with her lips puckered as if she'd caught a foul smell. Lucas Reed—my husband—had just slid a five-carat diamond ring onto my finger when she cut in. A strange chill ran through me. My hand, whole and unbroken, rested in front of me as if nothing had ever happened.

The music is electric as everyone dances to a remix of Ricki-Lee Coulter’s song ‘Raining Diamonds’, which tells me even the music is going to have a theme tonight. “If I don’t hear ‘Diamonds Are Forever’ by Shirley Bassey, at some point tonight, then this whole evening will have been an epic fail,” I warn Derrick. Derrick gasps, “I worked hard on this playlist. Do you really think I would ever leave out such an icon?” “I would hope not, for your sake.” “I swear you’re more of a gay man than half the gay men in here,” Wyatt jokes. “Very funny. How about I go and get us some drinks? What are you guys in the mood for?”

He looked like he wanted to say something crude, then kissed the shell of my ear and changed his mind. "Good, because I don't buy diamonds for women I'm planning to leave. I love you, Pearl," he said, so nonchalant, without a care in the world. How dare he be so fucking sure so soon? I hated him so much for it.

“Marry me.” I laughed, then went quiet. Reached into the nightstand drawer. Pulled out the small velvet box I’d been carrying for weeks. Her fork froze halfway to her mouth. I opened it. Diamond ring, simple, elegant, perfect for her. “Marlene Blackwood,” I said, voice steady even though my heart was pounding. “I’ve loved you through hell and back. Through secrets and loss and everything in between. You’re my peace. My home. My everything.” Tears filled her eyes.

My men stood guard at the door, their bodies tense and ready. "Yoh, Paolo..." I said, thrilled with anger. I walked towards him. My shoes stepped on broken glass that crunched under my feet. Paolo was on his knees, still begging, already beaten by my boys. His face looked swollen and purple. Blood trickled from his split lip down his chin and onto his shirt. "Where are my diamonds? The Pink Star Diamond. Seventy five billion dollars. Where the fuck is it, you useless piece of shit? That stone was supposed to come straight from the deal in Saudi Arabia. No mistakes!!"

"Please, don't cry. It pains me to see you in tears. Is it because of my son?" "Yes, your son doesn't love me. He has distanced himself from me as if I were a contagious disease. How long must I try to seduce him? He doesn't even give me a chance..." I paused, reached into my bag, and placed the beautiful pearls on the table, saying, "I brought these as a gesture, in exchange for the money you gave me. Let's terminate this agreement. I am exhausted and fed up with everything..." "Do not touch those pearls, for they belong to the woman I have fallen in love with," Adrian unexpectedly entered the scene, leaving both me and Morgan startled. Morgan swiftly withdrew his fingers from the pearls.

I noticed the note in the center of the flowers and the gold chain that was wrapped around the stems. * Come be a family one last time, my little pumpkin -Dly* upon further inspection, I unclasped the chain and held up a single 3 karat sapphire rose charm. I smiled as the tears began to well up in my eyes. Dylan was playing games with my heart. he was acting like the mysterious romantic man he used to be now. playing a treasure hunt with me like I didn't already know where to find him. I got back on my rickshaw and proceeded to the Comodo Place Hotel. Dylan would be there waiting for me, hopefully, and not another clue.

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.

As if it was not enough he brought more! Pearl wanted to run. She looked around to look for an escape, but it was impossible for her to run, with his bodyguards standing outside. " Do you like anything " Lucas asked softly. " Umm.. I.. I don't know " Pearl was speechless. Lucas was silent for a moment. He looked at her and then at the dresses. " Pack everything " Pearl turned her head at him suddenly. She looked at him with her eyes widened. " No no.. I want this. I want this "

It took him stumbling minutes to unload the tray, to set the table, continually taking quick glances at me as he worked, finally pushed out of the room by Daddy, clutching the ten euros that had been offered him, the front of his pants bulging outward. "You might have given the poor man a heart attack" Daddy laughed as he turned back towards me. "Well at least some men find me attractive Daddy." "You're wearing your pearls," he finally responded as we both sat at the table. "You said they were for Paris Daddy," I said smiling, moving so that the top of the robe opened even wider, exposing the pearls as they dangled in the valley between my breasts. "Do you like them?" I asked. "They're beaut