James Diamond Btr Novels & Stories

BRAD Was I not making his life miserable enough? I clenched my fists as I pretended to browse through some of the rings the store had on display. James was going all out. He kept talking to the lady who stood behind the counter; he was looking for the most expensive one. I just watched as she brought out different kinds of rings, but the ring that caught his eye was a simple yet elegant silver band crowned with a single diamond that caught the light with every tiny movement. It wasn't overly flashy, but it had a quiet kind of beauty to it.

Her expression was one of surprise, as was mine, which soon after became serious; Prince Crowther was sitting next to her, everyone stared at me, I saluted the commander who broke the awkward silence. _______ This is Blacke Livet, one of the best we currently have in the corporation, my eyes fell to Ayla's that brought an expression that I couldn't decipher - Mr. Livet, will accompany Miss Ayla throughout our corporation, she chose military area to exercise the next test of the dispute for the Diamond crown .. - I nodded in a positive sign understanding the reason why she was there - Your Highness, you can choose to go with them or stay here in my company... Nathan Crowther is the scum of al

"I've been with you since like forever. I've built a life around your schedule, attended your events, played the perfect girlfriend for every camera and board member. And in three seconds, she walked back into your life and you forgot I existed." "That's not true." "Isn't it?" She pulled off the diamond bracelet he'd given her and dropped it in his lap. "Go after her if you want. But don't come back to me when she breaks your heart again." She walked away before he could respond. Jai whistled low. "Well, that's one problem solved." "Shut up." Briton pressed his hand against his bleeding shoulder. "Did you track where Jamie went?" "She's not an idiot. She ditched her phone at the gala." Jai s

"What are you going to do?" A mocking smile tugged at Birdie's lips, infuriating Quentin. He hastily reached out to snatch the blue diamond. "No, you can't do this! Stop it!" The blue diamond was priceless, and he had only ever seen such a one in all his years. He couldn't let it be destroyed! Unfortunately, Quentin was still a step too late. Birdie still had one bomb hidden in her, she detonated it without hesitation. After a deafening rumble, Birdie coughed up blood, her body slowly collapsing backward.

With a swift shake of his head, he changed the topic. "The last batch of goods were intercepted by Damien. A few of our men have been captured by him," James informed me. "What the fuck?! How could you let that happen?!”

Alexander’s eyes glinted with amusement. “There it is,” he said softly. “The truth of you.” The air shimmered faintly between us, charged and humming. For a moment, I felt like the whole corridor was breathing with me. Then a loud bang shattered the silence. Glass exploded from one of the observation windows to our left. A figure rolled through it, landing hard on the floor. “Damien!” I gasped. He was bruised, bleeding from a cut above his eye, but alive—and very much armed. He aimed his gun straight at Alexander.

On the rooftop of the Blue Diamond restaurant, James Garret sat with his cousin, Declan Davidson. A tumbler of whiskey rested in his hand as he looked down from the building, his dark eyes fixed on a certain car. “How long has she been in there?” James asked, swirling the glass slowly, almost lazily. Declan looked up from his phone, confusion etched across his face. “Who?” James turned his head, giving him a single, cutting look. Declan straightened instantly. “Oh. Her.” He checked his watch. “Almost half an hour. Why?”

Caden replied. "I knew she deserved better than you, anyway, let's get down to business," James started. "We have a common enemy, and I need you help," "What common enemy? What makes you think I would help you?" Caden asked with a raised eyebrow. "I'm pretty sure you've figured out Beatrice didn't work alone, someone helped her and yes, I know about your step mother, I know who that person is because that same person also wanted me to take your position in the Kingston enterprises" James informed.

James. "Mr. Davidson. St. James… isn't it the company that used to provide diamond jewelry?" Taylor froze. His brows pulled together as he slowly turned toward me. "How did you know that?" "Wait… is it really that company?" I asked, tilting my head. He stared for a moment, then leaned back. "Yes. We’ve been trying to reach them for years, but Sabrina found them and they agreed to work with us." "What are you talking about?" I asked, keeping my voice calm. "Didn’t St. James go bankrupt after they were caught using lab-based diamonds? They haven't returned to business. They were banned for fifteen years."

“How may we be of help to you?” “We want to get a car,” Christopher had been the one to reply. “Do you have a brand in mind or a particular car, or would you live for me to recommend?” he had asked. Christopher looked at Starr as he replied, “Yes, we do.” “Bentley,” Starr had replied shortly, causing the staff to mod.