Golden I Watch Novels & Stories

Ryan patted Dani’s little head lightly. Dani, who had been neglected, did not make a fuss at all. She kept rolling and playing on Ryan’s huge bed. Freya smiled sweetly. Dani, whom others thought of as extra baggage, was precious in Ryan’s eyes. “It seems like you know what’s good for you. Come here, I’ll put on the watch for you.” The watch she bought him was a moon phase watch from Vacheron Constantin. It had a brown strap, and it looked elegant.

Meredith took her tray up and looked down at her watch. “Even your watch is fancy!” Taylor looked at Meredith’s watch as she grabbed Meredith’s wrist, bringing it up to her face. Taylor whispered in awe as she read the name on the silver plated face, “Schaffhausen…fancy…” The watch face was surrounded with diamonds and had a moonphase in the face. Meredith had only allowed Brayden to get it for her because she liked the dark blue alligator leather band.

She urged them. Aurora was the first person to open her box and saw an expensive golden wrist watch. "Aww, thank you so much mum." She said and hugged her mother. Arabella opened hers next and gave out a loud hiss. Hers was an expensive silver wrist watch with diamonds decorated around it. "I don't like anything that has to do with silver colours, I like gold, why didn't you get me a golden watch like you did to Aurora. This just proves you hate me."

No way I’d just let someone fuck me for free. I headed toward the bathroom to freshen up and leave, but something caught my eye on the table: a gleaming golden Rolex. The luster was magnificent. Curiosity pulled me closer. I picked it up, bit the bracelet lightly to test it, and my eyes widened. Solid gold—real, heavy, the entire thing. This had to cost a fortune. Perhaps he’d forgotten it. Maybe he’d come back for it—and when he did, I could collect what I was owed. I slipped the watch into my pocket and hurried out.

Elias shakes his head once, his gaze shifting toward the women's cases. He hadn't planned on a watch—not today. But the thought of it has been a low-grade fever in the back of his mind. He thinks of the Diwali gift that felt rushed, a choice made in the blur of a season's start, and the birthday he hadn't known about until the day had already passed. Mia had told him not to worry, but Elias Weston is not a man who settles for "good enough." The Lange 1 Little Moon Phase catches him. The rose gold case is warm, almost glowing under the boutique lights. The moon phase complication at the lower dial is a masterpiece of miniature engineering, and the stones on the bezel catch the light without b

Something that required a different kind of attention. "Platinum," she said, holding up a sample. "Durable. Heavier than gold. It will last." "White gold," Alexander said. "He wears yellow gold now — his father's watch. But white gold would complement without matching." She looked at him with something like respect. "You've thought about this." "I've been paying attention," he said.

“Care to explain how you can be so sure?” “The watch you’re wearing,” I replied, “is a Patek Philippe Henry Graves Jr. Supercomplication. It’s one of a kind and worth more than most people will ever earn in a lifetime.” I paused, then continued, “If you were truly desperate for money, you would have sold it long before stepping into my life. You could have started a business, rebuilt yourself, and moved on.” I held his gaze, finishing my thought without hesitation. “Instead, you’re here, wasting time in a chapter of my life you don’t belong in.”

Odell stared at it for a moment. Then he let out a frustrated breath. “Great.” “I’m so sorry,” I said quickly. He rubbed his forehead. “Do you even know what watch this is?” I shook my head nervously. “This is a Patek Philippe Nautilus 5711.” The name meant nothing to me but the tone in his voice did. He looked genuinely annoyed. “Let’s just go home,” he said shortly. The ride back was completely different from before, silent and heavy. I sat stiffly in my seat, replaying the moment again and again in my head.

The shop was small and it smelled of old dust and cold metal. Behind a thick layer of scratched plexiglass stood a man with a grey beard and a magnifying loupe around his neck looked up from a tray of silver coins. "How can I help you?" the man asked, in a flat tone. Julian didn't speak immediately. Instead he reached for his left wrist and unbuckled the Patek Philippe. The weight of the watch felt significant in his hand, it was a piece of engineering that cost more than a high-end luxury sedan. He slid it through the small opening at the bottom of the glass.

Adrian points to a square-cut diamond ring. “Yeah.” I purse my lips as I think. “I like the round ones.” Adrian narrows his eyes. “Ashley wears rose gold, right?” “I don’t know, it’s a different colour kind of thing.” “Yes, she wears rose gold,” Joshua replies as he looks through the glass cabinet. “Her watch is rose gold.” “How do you know about rose gold?” I frown. “Because I looked for that ring of Natasha’s for ages before I found it, and now I know everything there is to know about everything.”