Rose Gold Onyx Ring 소설 & 이야기

"I present to you the Dazzling Ruby." It had a fairly thick gold band with a very big diamond that shone so bright. It was a twenty five carats gold with smaller diamonds encrusted on the band. Daniel loved it. It gave the bold statement he wanted for Rose. He didn't let Arturo tell him about the ring before he announced, "I want it."

I don’t think I ever could. I lead a very eager Rosie into the woods. I waste no time pushing her roughly against a tree as I undo my pants letting them full to my ankles. My one arm is planted on the side of her head against the rough bark of the tree. My other hand slips into my pocket of the long black robe I have on and pull out the black square diamond that is surrounded by rubies set in white gold. I slip her into her left ring finger. The light isn’t great so she can’t fully see it. I knew she would want a ring to show off to her parents and friends.

Desiree just smirked as she showed Rosalie her ring. “I see both brothers had the same idea.” She smiled happily. Her sisters ring was just a simple ruby themed ring with two jackets on the top and bottom. Both had a diamond that sat on either side of the ruby. They could be warn with and without the ruby. Hers was plated in white gold. Rosalie’s was rose gold. “That they did. Except mine was a huge proposal. He went all out Rosalie. It was so perfect.” Desiree smiled happily remember the memory. Drezic smiled as well as he went back to holding Rosalie.

He was gone and Rose was left to hold her head in her palms and cursing. Rose was now wearing a burgundy coloured dress which was an off shoulder. Her whole body was studded with chanel's latest jewelry collection piece. Her neck had a shiny ruby diamond necklace. Her wrists had stunning gold bangles with tiny pink diamonds on the sides and her fingers slided in some expensive rings. Her ear held dangling beautiful diamond studded earrings. Her face covered in mild makeup to match the intensity of her burgundy dress.

"If Jared is Ms. Prescott's husband, doesn't that make him an even bigger tycoon?" "Still, he's living off Aunt Rosie's money," Benjamin muttered under his breath. I didn't bother to respond. Rose and I were busy searching for the ring. Everyone around us started helping. I noticed even those who had bullied me earlier were now wearing sycophantic smiles. I found it amusing. With everyone's combined effort, the special ring was found tucked in a crevice. Rose's eyes lit up. "Darling! Isn't this the Joy design by Devereaux Jewelry's renowned designer? I heard it's only ever been sold to chosen owners and never put on the market!

With money, slaves, and other valuables, from what I’ve gathered. It can only mean that I am an indispensable asset to this man. For whatever reason, he couldn’t kill me, and that fact is what I would use to my advantage. Perseus's right-hand man steps forward, presenting the rings. They are remarkable and vastly different from my previous wedding ring. Silver, with intricate designs of rose thorns, petals, and a moon symbol. Beside my wedding ring sits an engagement ring—a cushion-shaped diamond sparkling in the light.

The wood was familiar, like a continuation of their shared story, and when he opened the box it gleamed—silver and delicate. Trixie’s breath caught. Inside lay a ring: a slender band of rose gold, engraved inside with the words “Luna, forever”. Centered in a pale moonstone that shifted colors in the light, it glowed like hope. He knelt. The wood of the floor was cool under his knees, rough grain pressing through his jeans. He lifted the ring gently and looked at her softer than she’d ever seen him, rawer and more certain.

“Speaking of your mother…” She stood abruptly, disappearing into the house before he could follow her. A few minutes later, she returned carrying a small wooden box cupped gently in her hands. Rosalina set it down on the table between them, opening the top of it slowly. Inside was a ring he didn’t recognize. A thin band made of white gold, braided with delicate vines etched into the metal. At its center rested a marquise-cut sapphire surrounded by diamonds. It was elegant and timeless.

I ended the call before he could finish that sentence. The scent of Ethiopian coffee and butter croissants greeted us when we arrived at the private lounge of Glow Jewelry. Hugo pulled out a chair for me, whispering, “I just want to make sure your finger is happy before the night comes.” Across from us, Madame Valeria Glow—a refined woman with silver hair and an ivory-white suit—opened a purple velvet box. Three ring designs were displayed: a pale blue oval sapphire flanked by baguette diamonds, a light yellow marquise set in rose gold, and lastly, a large colorless brilliant cut surrounded by a halo as delicate as morning dew.

She had only planned on scanning through, but her eyes were glued onto it. It was a dark, edgy design of a ring. With a bright red rose with silver-black skulls as its pistils, the contrast between the red and white was strong and edgy. It brought Granny Atherton back in the day when Summer, her daughter, was in her twenties and how she liked all sorts of jewelry. She even promised herself that she would head toward a different path and design a series of edgy jewelry. The skull signified power as well as war, death, and the devil. A red rose, on the other hand, advocated auspiciousness—bright like a flame and blinding like the sun.