Shattered Pink Diamond Novels & Stories

"But rubies also symbolize protection, and I feel so safe when I'm with you." I nodded, my voice too thick with emotion to say anything back. "And I chose a pink diamond," Nick said, "because it's one of the rarest diamonds in the world. Exactly like you, Simone." I met his gaze and saw the emotion in his eyes. He'd come such a long way from when I first met him, but he was still Nick f*cking Morgan in a lot of ways. These days I secretly thought of him as Nick f*cking me Morgan, but I kept that to myself. He didn't need the ego boost.

They tore my clothes, hit me, and slapped me until my vision swam. I begged them to stop. I said there had to be a mistake. The bride planted her stiletto heel down onto the back of my hand, grinding it cruelly. She leaned in, her voice low and mocking. "There's no mistake. This ring is one of a kind. It's custom-made. If you have it, then you're the mistress." My hand split open under her heel. Blood smeared the diamond. Then, she took out a small knife and carved "mistress" across my face. She dragged me by the hair out of the mall and into the street.

“Why would I be ashamed? Leo was the one who came to me, not the other way around. I’m not the one who forced him to cheat on you, please spare me and do not involve me in your matter” “It's fine, I am going to leave the both of you to do whatever you think is right, it's my fault for believing in love thank you” I ripped the engagement ring from my finger, casting the once-cherished symbol of love to the floor with a contemptuous flick of my wrist. I was expecting Leo to stop me from breaking it, but it was the other way round. He watched me break it. I couldn't keep the tears from flowing, tears flowing down to my cheeks.

I noticed the note in the center of the flowers and the gold chain that was wrapped around the stems. * Come be a family one last time, my little pumpkin -Dly* upon further inspection, I unclasped the chain and held up a single 3 karat sapphire rose charm. I smiled as the tears began to well up in my eyes. Dylan was playing games with my heart. he was acting like the mysterious romantic man he used to be now. playing a treasure hunt with me like I didn't already know where to find him. I got back on my rickshaw and proceeded to the Comodo Place Hotel. Dylan would be there waiting for me, hopefully, and not another clue.

Now came the hard part. I had to make Damien believe this wasn’t a trick. I returned to Eden just before midnight. Damien was waiting in his office, sitting behind his massive desk, a glass of whiskey in his hand. He didn’t look up when I walked in. “You have something for me?” he asked, swirling the amber liquid in his glass. I swallowed hard and reached into my pocket, pulling out the folded Polaroid Michael had given me. I placed it on the desk. Damien set his drink down and picked up the photo.

In just a day's time, all the servants at the Byrd residence were changed. Those who had treated me with scorn were all fired and replaced with new people. At the jewelry store, I looked at myself in the mirror. The jewelry I was wearing glittered. Just the set I was wearing alone cost 100 million. The diamond on my necklace was a pink diamond, which was the most rare type. I looked closely at the wound on my face, which was almost fully healed.

He glanced at me from head to toe before inching a way, closing the door as he went to sleep in another room. Like a calm sea before the fit of the storm, I slowly clenched my fist as I continue to digest his mockery. Provoked and irritated, I furiously removed my veil and other clothing and accessories that reminded me of this nightmare of a marriage. I gazed at the 59.60-carrat pink diamond ring that shackled my finger. “The Pink Star.” It was pink, demure, feminine, elegant, and vulnerable. It was too large and flashy for my fingers. It felt like the gold leash that they usually used on innocent tigers.

I spoke. ‘Really?” Tina was ecstatic. I looked at Tina lovingly and added, “I ordered a 24.87- carat pink diamond. You are turning 24 this year. I would have given it to you as your birthday gift on October 15 but it doesn’t matter now. This pink diamond is quite precious. Its worth $100 million.”

I hurried over. "Oh my goodness! Alisha, you won't believe how valuable this ring is! We're going to get rich!" Nova exclaimed cheerfully. "Really?" "Yes! Do you known the Winston Pink Legacy? In 2018, renowned jewelry brand Harry Winston purchased an 18.96-carat pink diamond at a Christie's auction in Geneva for about 50 million dollars! The pink diamond on your ring is roughly the same size!" I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "So, can we sell it for that much money?"

Detecting a fleeting glimpse of heartbreak in her eyes, Dickson hugged Amelia even more tightly. "And after we pick out the wedding dress, let's go check out the wedding ring," Dickson suggested. "There's a fresh batch of diamonds that recently arrived in town. Let's see if you like any of them." Amelia was overjoyed. "Really?" Dickson gazed at Amelia lovingly. "I ordered a 23.56carat pink diamond. You're turning twenty three this year. I would have given it to you as your birthday gift on June 24th, but it doesn't matter now. This pink diamond is quite precious and worth 200 million dollars."