Ring Ring From Pucca Novels & Stories

absolute confusion while serving Masala Dosa on plate “I am talking about this!” Mike said throwing those documents on kitchen counter right in front of me “I told you Erica it is very risky for you to keep such hazardous substance around you when you are pregnant” Mike said while I carefully eyed documents which were thrown by Mike in front of me, after reading those documents I know why Mike was so dramatically angry “Mike you know who we are dealing with right, those people are very cruel and very powerful, I need to have something with me as a backup protection” I explained him my thought “Then why don’t you keep a fucking gun with you.. Why that ring?” Mike said in same tone however wh

My eyes look shiny. My neck looks wrecked—purple thumbprint, bite mark like a signature. I touch it again, lighter this time. I feel the echo of his teeth. The way I gasped his name without meaning to. I look like someone who got fucked and liked it. I look like someone who's going to do it again. My phone buzzes on the sink. Milo. Milo: 'You okay?' Milo: 'Just checking.' Milo: 'I'm here if you need me.'

she purrs. "Maroon, Yellow and Gun," I rasp. My cock was already aching, and precum leaked out and she hadn't even touched me yet. "Good boy." She straddles my thighs but doesn't settle. Just perches there, smirking like a queen on her throne. Then she leans in—slow, methodical—and clamps something around the base of my cock. “Don’t move you cock abruptly or you could injure yourself, pretty boy. Cock rings can be quite dangerous.” The sweetness in her voice made my cock jerk from excitement and the cock ring dug deeper into my skin.

"We'll never see each other again. And congratulations on the wedding." I knew that wasn't enough to kill his doubts, so I turned my hand around and showed him the wedding ring. "And I'm married. I love my husband very much." The look on Christopher's face changed faster than I could say another word. He grabbed my hand. "What? When did this happen?" Rachel chuckled and spoke with a voice loud enough for everyone to hear. "Next time you try to lie, make sure you clean up anything that might ruin it. You've gone through a lot of husbands these past few years."

What if I was making a mistake by selling it? Ceca leaned in, lowering his voice, pulling me out of my thoughts, "Not for public discussion. Let's just say this ring has value. I can offer you...$8,000." My eyes widened. Damn! That's a whole lot of money? "Is it real?" My jaws dropped, and I was amazed to discover that this small metal could fetch a high price. Ceca chuckled. "Real enough to get you a good price." Suddenly I found the cab guy that just dropped me off in front of Ceca’s pawn earlier, lurking around suspiciously, as he lingered near the electronics, listening in.

Do you like it? -It's very nice, I want one like it. Will you buy me one? James smiled. - I don't know if one just like it, but you can pick one over there. -He said pointing to a small shelf with a lot of rings with little stones on them. -James asked. - Most of them are. -The man answered. James looked at the ring one more time. - I'll take it, what's the price? - $278.623. -

Luca's POV: Ring, ring, ring! I pulled a pillow over my head, desperately trying to muffle the relentless ringing of the phone. Seriously, who was calling at this ungodly hour? Didn't they know better than to disturb a non-morning person like me? I tried to ignore it, but the caller was persistently obnoxious, letting the ringtone blare nonstop.

He said amused, having me laugh as I remembered back to it. “You did well.” I said, giving him a small kiss. “Here, let me see it on you.” Damiano reached for the ring box and opened it. My eyes went wide as they could when I saw the huge but stunningly gorgeous oval-shaped cushion diamond ring. The band was even covered in tiny diamonds all the way around. It was nothing I had ever seen before, leaving e speechless. It was truly too breathtaking, and the way it sparkled under the lights of the lanterns made it look incredibly magnificent.

But I wish to get Bianca something new, something I chose alone. With my paperwork complete, I borrow Luca's car to drive into town. The small jeweller we use is on the corner of Frank Street. It is a run-down little shop that holds so many secrets. Run by the Petrovs, you can be assured you'll get the best out of illegal imports. Not that their diamonds are traceable; after all, they are stolen during the mining processes abroad. I find myself standing before a tray of the biggest diamond rings they stock. There are clear, red, and black ones, perhaps even a green one if my eyes are telling me the truth.

But I am me and me is a fucking bad brat of the devil himself. I did not answer them for a long time and kept a poker face as I saw them shift uneasily as they held a joint ring in front of me. The ring was beautifully designed. It was dragon shaped and and the eyes of the dragon had blue sapphires set on it while a huge diamond solitaire stood in the middle depicting the open mouth of the dragon with rubies surrounding the body of the dragon. The ring must cost the fortunes of atleast five packs together ! Were they fucking serious to entrust their fortune on my fingers !!