James Diamond Btr Novels & Stories

The remaining items consist of the pyramid shaped gem, a diamond ring and the tiny chain. James nudged my arm and I leaned into him instantly to listen to wherever he was saying, “This is where you’ll come in. This particular moment is ours.” “It really is.” I agreed with him immediately while tuning out the noises around us due to Jake flirting with that same man once again. “I am gonna be going for the pyramid shaped gem, it looks like the most priced and what I want to purchase.” I murmured to James who stared at the said gem before nodding his head without taking his eyes over the three remaining items.

James recognized that the diamond business was built on trust, and he wanted his customers to feel comfortable and confident dealing with him. To build his diamond inventory, James traveled the world, visiting mining operations and diamond traders to find the best and most unique diamonds. His impeccable taste and expert eye for diamonds were what set him apart from his competitors. James soon became known as the go-to diamond expert in London, and his business began to grow.

Behind the armored vehicle followed a long line of luxury cars, all heading toward the palace banquet. None of them dared overtake the military convoy. Inside one of the Bentleys sat James Whitmore. He had come together with the head of the Ashford family-one of Lystra's Twelve Elite Houses. James sat unusually quietly. In front of the Ashford family, he didn't dare act arrogantly. The Ashford heir, Tristan Ashford, looked away from the window and asked excitedly, "Dad, do you think the Commander of the Obsidian Unit is really inside that vehicle?"

And the one James had given her was a deep green of the highest quality. She just hadn't worn it because she was afraid of damaging it, and now he was giving her a diamond ring? If she didn't wear this one, would he simply give her yet another ring? Beverly accepted it helplessly and replied, "I like it." The diamond was cut into a heart shape and set alone on a simple band. It was understated yet dazzling and looked to be about five carats. Before they reached Damien's villa, Timothy grew particularly restless. As a result, Beverly had remained seated in James' lap the whole way.

"Zeke, you can't do this to me. I told you it's not safe for me—" "I have the sword." She says nothing again. Her words catch in her throat. I stand, taking off the turtleneck and standing bare-chested before her. All she can think about is that I have what she has always wanted. The sword forged from a dragons breath. "You are bluffing." "Am I one to bluff?" She looks at the mattress, lifting her gaze after thinking for a second. "No, you are not." "Bessie Diamond withdrew the target on your back. There are bigger problems in the name of Jai-Blynn. My ex-beta found the route to the celtic Isle and has returned."

She had missed her dearly, and now, she was ready to take a taxi to her date. Just when she was heading out of the office, James stopped her. "Wait a minute, Summie." Arching an eyebrow, Summer wondered what else he wanted to say to her. Unexpectedly, James fished out a deep blue crystal bracelet from the drawer of his desk. The bracelet was dazzling under the lights. One could tell from its clear crystals that it was luxurious. Actually, anything given by James had to be valuable. He put the bracelet on Summer's wrist and said, "I bought this for you yesterday. I thought you would like the color."

As I stared down at the glimmering diamond ring, I could only think about how ironic this entire thing was. "You have a horrible memory, Dean. This ring is filthy." I walked over and grabbed the ring. Dean grinned with glee, foolishly assuming that I'd changed my mind. "Eve, you..." However, his face soon went stiff, frozen in place. I raised my hand and threw the priceless diamond ring down to the patch of grass at the bottom of the building. Tears welled up in his eyes as he gazed down in dejection, clinging to the railing.

He offered me a glass of champagne as a few sales representatives returned with glass showcases which held their finest jewelry. They were placed in front of me and I began examining the jewelry. “ That is the Graff British watch made out of 18k carat diamond and cost about $40Million dollars.” the host explained and I Nodded with an interesting look as I examined the watch. “ The next one is the Oppenheimer blue which was named after the Oppenheimer family who once controlled the De Beers diamond company. This ring cost about $25Million dollars.” He gave a detailed explanation and I was impressed.

DAMIEN'S POV December arrived and I had a ring. I'd bought it three months ago from a jeweler in Portland who specialized in custom pieces. Not the kind of ring my mother would have approved of, no giant diamond designed to signal wealth. A simple gold band with a small oval sapphire, deep blue, the color of the ocean Elara painted in her studio whenever she was happy. James had seen it and said nothing for a full ten seconds. "That's not a Cross family ring," he finally said.

But was anything ever casual with Damien? “This is it!” James exclaimed, pulling out a white, silky bodycon dress. “This is the one. Gareth will love it. It was made for you, Mrs Khan.” Meanwhile, at Blue Flame Stone Company, Damien stood before the mirror in his office. He was dressed in a perfectly tailored grey suit with a bow tie, looking every bit presentable for his date. A knock sounded, but before he could respond, Joel ran in. “Mr hero man, I’m back from school!” the boy hugged Damien’s leg.