Kandi Cuffs Novels & Stories

A simple black bowtie rests at the center of his collar, adding a touch of timeless charm. His pants, impeccably tailored, drape elegantly down his legs, creating clean lines that elongate his frame. The slight sheen of the fabric catches the light, adding a subtle hint of allure to his every movement. The trousers taper down to polished black patent leather shoes, completing the sophisticated ensemble. In his hand, he holds a pair of cufflinks, gleaming with a touch of silver. The cufflinks are elegant and understated, a reflection of his refined taste. With careful precision, he fastens them onto his shirt cuffs, adding a final touch of sophistication to his look.

“I will as long as you get more shirts like that. Your breasts look positively fucking delicious.” There was something that I needed to give her before we headed out. Jackson gave it to me yesterday because it was finally ready. I needed her to have it today for my own peace of mind. I grabbed it from my duffle and brought the pouch back over to her. I pulled the cuff from the pouch and attached it to her wrist. The cuff itself was made from black zirconium which made it nearly indestructible. It was spelled just like her ring on the off chance that she would need to shift with it on. There was another black stone in the center which had a translucent shimmer on the top of it.

My gaze fell on the tidy desk where Venta Andres sat with a smile that never reached his eyes. I walked up, set the cufflinks on polished oak. The cufflinks glimmered like trapped sunlight. Venta lifted one with gloved fingers, whistled softly. “Forty million,” he said. I folded my arms. “Make it forty-five. They’re rare, and you know it.” His smile tightened. He turned the cufflink, studying the tiny Vitale crest. “Forty-two.” “Forty-five,” I repeated, locking eyes with him. My knees quivered, but I held the stare.

Eden said, her eyes sparkling. When Elise widened her eyes in Graham’s direction, he said, “They are knockoffs too, just… be sure not to let Eden lose it.” “And how in the world will Eden wear cufflinks?” Chester questioned. Graham calmly leveled with Eden. “You can wear it as a button, or—” He saw she had a necklace around her neck. “Or you can use it as a pendant.” The cufflink had a swivel bar closure, which created a natural loop. A thin necklace chain could pass through.

"Wait, cuffs? why would you have cuffs? do you do this with any other guys? Amara?!" The sudden jealousy made her smile widely as she ignores the tall sexy Italian in his black briefs and retrieved the cuffs from one of her drawers. "This is a gift from my assistant Peter, never used it before. You'll be the first." She winked as she twirls the cuffs on her fingers. "You have a very strange relationship with your assistant." He said but back to his playful self again knowing who was behind the cuffs, the gay assistant who'd give him the look every time he passed by.

Those puppy eyes that could make the coldest man alive melt without a fight. “Okay, okay,” I muttered, giving in. “You win.” I shut my eyes, listening to her movement, the faint click of something behind her back. The air between us felt alive, charged. “Open your eyes,” she said softly. I did. In her hands, an elegant box wrapped in a deep black ribbon. The familiar one you only find in designer stores that don’t display price tags. I took it from her, the weight solid and deliberate in my palm. When I lifted the lid, a pair of cufflinks gleamed up at me sleek, silver, personalized with subtle initials etched into the metal.

Inside the black velvet box was a pair of cufflinks—simple yet elegant, adorned with blue diamonds. It was a quiet but luxurious gift. Beside it lay a small card, with a handwritten note in soft, free-flowing script. The signature at the bottom was marked only with the initials—CRD. If Caroline had given it, she definitely wouldn’t have included a card. Most likely, she just passed it on from someone else. At first glance, it was obvious how expensive the cufflinks were—a clear indication of how much the giver valued the recipient.

She was always in high heels but decided to wear flat shoes today which made her appear really small beside Kirklin. While he sat on her table facing her, Alexandra looked at him and marveled at how sexy he looked. His beard was well carved and he looked dapper in his navy blue suit which he matched with an immaculate white shirt and a pair of Canary Diamond cufflinks made from 20-carat white gold. His initials KKJ were encrusted with 21 carats of canary yellow diamonds encircled by 10.76 carats of additional baguette-cut white diamonds and the yellow diamonds matched his calm and peaceful personality. His toned biceps and chest made his outfit sit on him perfectly. He looked like a flawless

Her brother was very bad at taking care of himself. She went to Nathaniel's room and opened the wardrobe. Most of his clothes were formal suits in black, white, and gray. Natalie took out a silver-gray casual jacket from the wardrobe and was about to go out when she glanced at a cufflink on the jewelry cabinet. She went over to pick up the cufflink and examined it carefully; it was the same as the one she had chosen with Zoe last time. The shopping guide said that this was a limited edition that had just been released, and there was only one.

I am beginning to like this guy. “No, it’s not a ring,” the shopkeeper says as if he doesn’t understand that Poppy is trying to be funny. “It’s a pair of cufflinks.” He opens the box to reveal two gold wolf cufflinks, each of them with gems for eyes. One has green emerald eyes, and the other has red rubies. They are gorgeous. And… for some reason… they seem slightly familiar to me, though I have no idea why. “They’re stunning,” I tell him. “Do you think he has any like this?” I ask Poppy. Is it possible I’ve seen these before—on Maddox?