Godfather Pinky Ring Novels & Stories

You shouldn't just come here and turn deaf to the world, after all, we all have mouths, and as you can see, I'm using mine, so if you're not dumb, I'll advise you to use yours" I said, pushing the cup towards him. Maybe I said much, that should get him to talk. He didn't even raise his head to look at me or anything. He just took the shot, slammed the cup on the deck demanding for more. I filled his cup and gave it back to him. He seemed boring, such a waste of physics. I turned away from him to go continue my talk with the other guy when I felt a very strong hand tighten around my wrist. I looked around at the man who I assumed was deaf and dumb. " Satisfy me tonight and I'll pay you a life

I said, standing slowly. Dominic looked at me. “Are you sure?” I held the ring up to the light, watching as the sun glinted through it, and nodded. “Positive. She wears it all the time. It was our mother’s. A gift on her sweet sixteen.” “May I?” Dominic asked. I nodded and gave it to him. He held the ring up to his nose and inhaled. His eyes narrowed. “The rogue’s scent is all over it.” I stared at the ring. “Why would he have Vivian’s ring?”

"Right where you belong. It smells like rot down here." "What do you want?" "Just visiting my future prisoner," she said, elegantly stroking her necklace. "Do you know how much this necklace costs? Eight million dollars." "Matteo put it on me himself last night. He said it represents the Gallo family's respect for me." She stepped closer, making sure I got a good look at the pigeon's-blood ruby. "And this," she held up her left hand, a massive pink diamond glittering on her ring finger. "Twelve carats. The only one of its kind in the world."

"The heads of the other syndicates will be arriving at 7 PM." I walked quickly into the study,telling myself not to make a scene.Now wasn't the time. But a receipt on the study desk froze me in my tracks.It was from the most exclusive jeweler in Milan. —A custom black diamond pendant. The long string of zeros at the end felt like a stinging slap to the face. A year ago,Vincent had whispered a promise in my ear,saying he would commission a one-of-a-kind black diamond pendant for me.It was the ultimate symbol of power for a Mafia Donna.

"Not when you were on Long Island, and certainly not the night you put that sapphire necklace around Scarlett's neck!" "So what gives you the right to call me your Donna now?" Dante frantically pulled a ring from his pocket and stubbornly tried to force it onto my hand. I recognized the ring. It was a trendy, off-the-shelf piece from some major brand. A pathetic substitute for the priceless, heirloom sapphire necklace his mother had left for his future wife. I snatched my hand back, a bitter laugh escaping my lips. The whole gesture was so clumsy, it was laughable.

Raymond then flashed an incredibly self-satisfied smile. Marvin abruptly stood up and snatched the box. He flipped it open and remarked, "Good heavens! A blend of silver and white gold. This ring is genuine, sure, but it’s dirt cheap!" Marvin exclaimed with a mocking smile. "Oh, Young Master Harvard, have you no shame presenting such a pennies-worth gift to a woman as beautiful as Gennifer?" Everyone in the room was left utterly speechless. Cheap? Pennies? Derick and Elena, who had been resting upstairs, immediately rushed down due to the commotion. "What on earth are you all bickering about?" Derick barked, his brow furrowed.

They were locked onto my right hand—the hand that was currently shaking and devoid of the five-carat canary diamond Vivian Lancaster never went a day without. My breath hitched. I tried to curl my fingers into a fist, hiding the evidence of my fraud, but it was too late. The hallway, which had felt like a refuge seconds ago, suddenly felt like a trap. “I… I must have left it by the sink when I was washing up,” I stammered, my voice cracking, the French lilt of ‘Vivian’ slipping for a terrifying second. Marcus stepped closer, the light from the chandelier reflecting off his lenses, masking his expression. “Vivian Lancaster wouldn’t leave that ring by a sink. She would have sooner left her own

I couldn’t get my voice to work. “YES, OF COURSE, YES.” I scream. I launch myself at them as they continue to kneel in front of me. Alexi takes the ring from the box as Jayson holds my hand still so he can slip it on my finger. I will not ask how they knew my size but the ring fits perfectly. “The center stone is an eight carat pink diamond. We knew you would love it.” Alexi told me.

I smiles at him, “Trust me, I was having the same internal war as you.” “Good to know,” he smirks. “Now what about this ring?” “It belonged to my Great, Great Grandmother, Besina Vespasiano. It’s a poison ring, which she used to kill her abusive father and create our family legacy.” “So that’s why you wore it,” he chuckles, shaking his head. “You planned to poison me during dinner.” “Of course, but you were stingy and refused to share your glass with your date,” I say with mock disapproval.

Nelson walks in holding Jessica's hand and greets Nina Morrison and Grandfather Gray sweetly. Grandfather Gray holds Nelson up to seats him on his lap. He reaches into his pocket to pulls out a black velvet box and hands it to Nina Morrison, "Nina, take it." When Nina Morrison opens the box it's a simple and classic black jade ring. On the velvet side, there is a half-moon chrysanthemum inlayed by the white jade. Nina Morrison's heart thumps. On the door of Gray Family, there is also a half-moon chrysanthemum...