Jam Tangan Wanita Alexander Novels & Stories

the woman continues. "This is specifically Madame Alexzia Wright's design. And only a few of these are sold to the market. It's not even in SD's exclusive boutiques" she added with her earnest gaze openly checking Skye's clothes. "It could be a fake, Director Cameron" Someone from her entourage interjected, and Skye recognize her from the previous day. "I don't think so, Camille. That is an authentic pair. Even the bag is from the collaboration of Varce House of Design with Silhouettes Design" Shella Cameron counters while raising a snickering brow to Skye. Still gauging her.

He was blessed with wealth that was acknowledge in and out of the kingdom and now the joining of his family with the royal family. The merry mansion seemed to be very busy at moment. Her siblings, her extended family, her maids, her bultler, absolutely everyone was busy, this was another opportunity for her to escape but she had this hint that the person who caught her last time would be keeping an eye on her. Alexa had a long silky brown hair she was 5 feet 5 inches with about 40c breast size she could be said to be quite busty. Alexa had a nice bright skin.

Halfway through the meal, Lovett quietly brought out a small army-green box and placed it on the table, slowly sliding it toward him. Alex caught sight of it and paused. Setting down his cutlery, he picked it up and opened it. Inside was an exquisite wristwatch. He turned it over, expecting nothing more than metal and glass—until he saw it. Engraved neatly on the back, almost shy in its simplicity— Reema. His fingers stilled. The name sat there quietly, permanent. Alex looked up at his wife, a foreign emotion swirling in his chest. “Thank you.” Lovett only shrugged, smiling.

"Who were you fighting? Samantha straightened herself up and subconsciously curled her fingers into the sleeve of Alexander's winter coat. "I thought I lost my ring." the woman held up her left hand where Alexander zeroed in on the glistening silver stone where it rightfully belonged. "I only take it off to clean, but I forgot where I set it." "You usually put it in your jewelry box."

"Yeah, it becomes a part of me somehow. Never felt the need to switch it out," Alex replied, trying to sound casual. However, Evangeline's mind wandered to a different time, a time of endless scales and arpeggios under their teacher's watchful eye. It was during one of those intense practice sessions that she first spotted the watch on Alex's wrist. Alex, the Gordon family's second son, always wore this surprisingly modest timepiece. The face was no bigger than a quail egg, its surface bare except for the maker's mark. It had no bling, no flair, nothing that could be expected from a guy of his stature.

Alexander stood up, grabbing his suit jacket from the back of his chair. "It's on the way." "No need for you to be late and hold up the project schedule." His reason was airtight, leaving me with no room to argue. The black Phantom glided smoothly into the morning rush hour traffic. The atmosphere in the enclosed space was quiet, with an invisible thread of tension stretching between us. Sitting beside Alexander, my gaze drifted to his hand resting on the armrest. His wrist bones were sharp, his fingers long and clean. The well-worn sandalwood prayer beads were wrapped around it, amplifying his ascetic charm.

She starts mopping the floor. "It's not your fault, if not for JAMB, we won't be doing this." Alexandra hisses while she tries her best to mop properly. She continues for about fifteen minutes, wondering if he was actually sleeping in there. Immediately she hears the door click she looks up almost immediately. "Alexandra. Why are you so lazy? You are a girl for crying out loud. How many minutes will this take you?

Creed asked making me jump at his sudden voice ringing in my ear “ uh yeah I’m fine” I whispered. “ Alex heard it all and is currently losing his shit. Can you place the device anywhere?” He asked. I hate this, I hate that my plan is causing him pain “ yeah, the coffee table my hands are tied together though so it’s made it difficult.” I mumbled “ it’s difficult but not impossible” Ryan huffed

Her gaze locked directly on Alexander Black. "Mr. Black," she smiled and said, "I noticed you're wearing a very elegant watch today. Would you be willing to come up on stage and try out this new feature with us?" The room fell silent, with all eyes fixed on Alexander. He was silent for a few seconds before slowly standing up and gracefully walking up on stage. Alicia felt her heart racing, but she maintained a composed expression. She handed Alexander the new smartwatch and guided him on how to use the appraisal function.

A woman in a⁠n im‌peccable black dress approached, her e​yes wid‌ening slightly as she recognised Alexander. "Mr. Grant‌, what a‌n honour. How may we assist you today?​"‍ "I want e​very​thing in her size that s‌ays 'untouchable'," Alexander said, gesturing to Helena. "Daywear, eveni​ng w‍ea⁠r,‍ and..." his ey​es d‍ark​ened slightly as they sw‍ept ov‌er her,‌ "loungewear‍."