Novel & Cerita Moulin Rouge Sparkling Diamonds

Mia recognizes the type—not Raiders, not staff, just people who are good at ending up near interesting situations. She takes the glass. "Thank you. It's been a team effort." She looks at the champagne. Clear, normal color, nothing visibly wrong. Claire is holding her own glass, already drinking from it. Mia takes a sip. The first hit is stronger than she expects—a burn that goes straight down, sharper than any champagne she's had, and she's had enough in Milan to know the difference. She keeps her expression neutral. "Not to your taste?" Claire's eyebrows rise with performed concern. "It's Dom Pérignon from the Weston cellar. Thousands a bottle. Elias specifically requested it for tonight."

She saw Vivienne and stopped. *Look at her,* Kallie said. *Standing in her own mate's house like she needs permission to breathe.* Vivienne kept her eyes on Killian. He looked inside the bag. "Maison Francis Kurkdjian," he said. "The Baccarat Rouge limited edition. Signed by the master perfumer himself. There were only forty released." She tilted her head. "I had to call in a favor in Paris." He looked at her for a moment. "You didn't have to do that."

A hope. Evelyn clapped her hands together, the sound sharp and decisive. "Right! Tea is inadequate. We need champagne! Well, I need champagne. Sophie, darling, Marguerite makes a spectacular alcohol-free sparkling elderflower concoction. You’ll adore it." She moved towards a discreet intercom panel hidden behind a giant monster leaf. "Marguerite? The ’09 Dom Pérignon. Immediately. And the special elderflower for Sophie. We are celebrating a seismic event!" As she spoke into the intercom, Damian drew me closer. He slid his arm fully around my waist, his large hand settling possessively over my lower belly.

Chapter 76: The Cracks in the High-Rise The velvet box sat open on the glass coffee table. Its contents caught the light of the Manhattan penthouse. Inside was a 1932-cut diamond. It was unpolished, jagged and held a multi-billion-dollar secret. Elena stood a foot away. Her arms were crossed tightly as she stared at the diamond. For months Julian's family had looked down on her. They treated her like a distraction in his life. The Vane dynasty valued perfection. Arranged corporate mergers. They wanted a woman who could be molded into a piece of background decoration. They had no idea that this rough diamond was the Julian needed to tear down his fathers facade.

It was covered in multicolored crystals that looked like an explosion of fireworks had landed all over her. She wore a pair of long diamond drop earrings that were on loan from Madam Z and part of a Renee Lewis collection. On her pointer finger she had a large round ring with a burst of diamonds set in white gold. It was also on loan from Madam Z and part of a Leo Pizzo collection.

“I’m sorry for ruining your moment with Dianne. It won’t ever happen again. I promise. Just let me stay, please.” Tumawa lang silang lahat. “Now I know your weakness. Take what you want.” *** Lance gave up his three most expensive wine to make them leave faster: Domaine de la Romanee-Conti Romanee-Conti Grand Cru, Cote de Nuits, France, £8,310; Henri Jayer Cros Parantoux, Vosne-Romanee Premier Cru, France, £4,894; Egon Muller-Scharzhof Scharzhofberger Riesling Trockenbeerenauslese, Germany, £4,577. Of course, Anna won’t let Gabriel drink them. She plans to just buy beer for the both of them.

"Sir, please. I really...really need this job. My life depends on it. I beg--" She got cut off abruptly. "Appoint her as my personal helper." Lady Nancy looked up suddenly. "But--" "I fired her. She talks too much." He said finally and walked to the mini bar which was many steps away from where they were. Sophia couldn't believe her ears. She was just as surprised as Lady Nancy. Just like that? Did he recognise her? There was no way he could have recognised her because she was just a lowly girl back at school and he barely even noticed her .

Her hands became her only support for easy movement. Mark had his hands slip off Mila's shoulders as his legs had moved him towards Ashley. He grabbed her from the ground with his hands, holding her tightly to himself as his ears picked the sound of her heavy breathing. “The Phantom.!” She huffed, her chest moving inwards and outwards as she stuttered the words in the fear of the dreadful sight of the monster. As her eyes were fixed on her daughter who had her hands on her chest, she still couldn't get over what sight she had beheld as she still stared backwards despite being moved forward.

as I saunter off. Walking back to the table, I stop in my tracks as tall, dark and handsome is staring at me. His jaw looks clenched and his hands are fists at this side. Awesome, I pissed him off too. I get back to the table and down my drink again. "So, I see you dancing with a hot guy" Allie smirks. "No, I'm not bringing him home" I say with a smile. Although, it wouldn't be the worst idea in the world. "Live a little would ya" she says. I shrug my shoulders. "Where did Megan go?", "She went home, too much drama for her I guess". Whatever.

I mumbled. Phoenix looked back at me again and smirked, " Do you have mood swings or what? A while ago, you were shaking with fear and now you're angry" he said. I huffed, " Let me be angry, they're a perfect distraction for my fear" I answered and sipped from my wine glass, the liquid burned my throat as I swallowed. He collected the glass from me and dropped it on the table. I glared at him, and reached for the glass again, but he moved it away, and grabbed my wrist.