Jam Tangan Wanita Alexander Novels & Stories

"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.

Making him chuckle a bit. "I haven't even introduced myself." He says with a small smiling playing on his lips. "I'm Gerald." He says calmly. "Alexandra. But everyone calls me Alexs." She responds. "Doesn't that sound masculine?" Gerald laughs. He touches his temple slightly. "So Alexs, can I have your digits?" He says calmly. Alexandra smiles. "Well, you can't!" She responds, she could see the shock on his face. "I mean currently I don't have a phone, because apparently, your friend seized it." She smiles. "But I can have yours. I will call you with my cousin's line." Alexandra says.

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

She told me that she was and that she couldn't wait to celebrate with the pack. "I want us to talk, Sarah." I said, glancing at my wrist watch. My wrist watch was a sleek and stylish timepiece, the perfect accessory for a powerful Alpha like me. It was made of high-quality stainless steel, with a silver band that glimmered in the light. The face of the watch was black, with bold white numerals that stood out against the dark background. The hands were also white, making it easy to read the time at a glance. As the stylists left, I turned to Liaand I said, "I want us to talk."

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."

"Well, excuse me for wanting to look nice, besides, it’s not like I can help with business stuff." "No, you can’t, in fact you can't do anything," Jacob muttered coldly, walking off. He passed a group of businesswomen chatting. One of them said, "Did you see how coordinated Alexander was? His entire presentation screamed ‘well-prepared.’ I heard his wife organized everything for him, lucky man." "Ofcourse he is a lucky man, she is an entrepreneur too, currently having highest sales in country with her perfume brand, it's a top brand now!" Another one said with a smile.

Then, he knocked her out with a punch. “This treasure garment is pretty nice. Any of you want to wear it?” Alex waved the undergarment and asked the women behind him. The answers were as follows... “I don’t want one that has been worn. You can give it to Waltz!” “Do you think I love wearing what someone else has worn? I’m even afraid of skin diseases. I don’t want it either.” “The size of the chest circumference is too small. I won’t be able to wear it anyway.”