My Bonus For Her Ring Watch Me Board This Flight Novels & Stories

“Sorry, Baby. I know this is just an eighteen-karat gold tiara. It’s the only one that could fit your head, but Grandma promises to buy you a pure twenty-four karat on your next birthday.” “It’s a beautiful crown, Grandma!” Eden exclaimed. Elise: “...” Belen: “...” Victor: “...” And to Elliott, Gabrielle gave him his very first smartwatch! “Whoa!” Elliott opened the box and said, “This is a Garmin Bounce. I read about this on the way here. Each watch costs thirteen thousand dollars!” “Oh, no,” Gabrielle laughed. “You’re exaggerating, little man. It’s only twelve thousand nine hundred dollars! Big difference.”

A small velvet pouch near the dresser. She picked it up and opened it. Inside was the ring. Natasha froze. The blue gemstone sparkled brilliantly under the light. “Wow,” she whispered. This wasn’t cheap. Not even close. She slid it onto her finger. It fit perfectly. Natasha admired it in the mirror. “This is definitely mine now.” She had no idea that the ring held something far more valuable than its beauty. Hours later, Amelia stepped out of the airport in a new country. New streets.

"Give it a rest! Ms. Bowman is an Ivy League whiz, steering this whole ship. She recruited Mr. Finley and spearheaded the national AI initiative." "Do you even grasp what an elite graduate means? Our research focus? That cheapo watch on your arm is probably a bargain bin from Amazon, right? Ms. Bowman gifted Mr. Finley a Rolex." I glanced at my wrist. The watch was Monica's present for our first anniversary. I'd cherished its sentiment, despite its modesty. Now Jake's flashy Rolex glared at me. He flaunted it. "Bet you've never seen luxury, delivery boy. Stuck slinging bouquets for chump change."

My husband, Cosmo Smith, is a pilot and has to work overtime on New Year's Eve. I sneak onto the flight he is piloting with our daughter, Korra Smith, to surprise him. "Mommy, can I watch Daddy work?" Korra asks excitedly as she hugs her plushie in her business class seat. Before I can say a word, the woman in the seat next to us, Callista Pierce, chuckles. "Her dad's a pilot?" I nod. "What a coincidence! My husband's a pilot too, but he's one of the airline's top captains who was fast-tracked for promotion at a super young age!" I take in the pride on her face and smile. "My husband is pretty hardworking too. It took him a lot of effort to get where he is today." A moment later, C

The flight was boarding in an hour and a half. I pulled my heavy coat over my shoulders, grabbed my luggage handles, and stood near the doorway. I stopped. I raised my left hand, staring down at the sparkling promise ring resting on my finger. The ring that was supposed to symbolize his absolute devotion, his protection, and his unyielding claim over my life. A cold, bitter smirk touched my lips.

“If she didn’t want this, she shouldn’t have pushed you and refused to apologize.” He slid the ring onto Bianca’s finger with careful gentleness. Then he looked up, “Adrianna, go home and reflect on what you’ve done. Take a week or two off. Maybe that’ll help you clear your head.” I met his eyes. My cheek still burned—but not as much as everything else inside me. I reached into my purse and pulled out that small brooch. The one he gave me when this casino was built. Our initials engraved together. The casino’s emblem beneath.

Of course, they would; birds of the same feather really do flock together. "You don't need to; as your senior in the family, it is my responsibility to gift you," I say, taking out the black card that Drrexon had given me earlier and handing it over to the attendant. She looked at me, stunned at our interaction, as she could not understand what it was. She was clearly interested and wanted to know what was happening, but she could not risk her job over a little gossip. "Are you sure?" I could tell from the way her eyes darted all around that she wanted that watch so much.

She smiled again, but now, it almost look like a sincere smile. "Yes, my mom bought an apartment for me the day I moved here." I kind of blinked with my eyes. Great, I leave an impression of a spoiled brat. "So, it's all handed out for you, isn't it?" She leaned on her hands and looked at me. On her right hand there was a expensive golden bracelet which probably cost like my whole apartment. On her left hand, he had a stunningly beautiful women's watch. After I realized I stare at her watch, I came to reality to find her still looking at me.

I stood in the mirror, admiring the way the pants emphasized what small hips I had when I made a mental note to thank Cynthia. My watch buzzed, noting that I had five minutes to get to the Luna’s–no, Deidre’s office–for training. I had to admit; the watch was also genius. It kept me on schedule with little built-in alarms that connected to my phone so I was rarely ever late to anything anymore. Apparently a lack of punctuality wasn’t acceptable for a Beta, according to Deidre, and so she had gifted me the watch the morning after we decided to postpone the plan.

He didn’t fly out though, probably planning his next prank attack. When scanning the text, I rubbed my finger over the garnet ring on my right hand. Isabella had presented it to me as soon as she’d picked me up from the airport. I’d almost dropped the ring because I’d recognized it as one that’d belonged to my mother; she’d smoothed the hair from my forehead every night as she’d tucked me in, when wearing that ring. It’d been amazing to own something of hers, which connected us. Why was it tingling now?