Slotomania Diamond Romane & Geschichten

Elsie chuckled and said, "It's not as exaggerated as it sounds, Ms. Aicker. True experts at stone gambling know how to play smart—they're looking for a jackpot. All it takes is uncovering one rare gemstone worth millions, and they're set for life. Why wouldn't they take the risk?"

Each time, Alaric didn’t bid or even show the slightest interest in what was being offered. If I wasn’t mistaken, I was pretty sure I even caught him yawning at one point. Liam and Adam, however, managed to place a bid each. Liam bid on a diamond ring, which I knew was for his wife, Grace. The ring cost about a hundred thousand dollars, and as I watched the excited, happy expression on Grace’s face, I couldn’t help but smile, especially when I caught the faintest hint of a smile on Liam’s face before it quickly shifted back to his usual stoic expression.

“Nobody knows who owns Diamond.” James smirked. “Not true.” I looked at him. “Diamond company knows who owns Diamond,” he said. “And it’s only a matter of time before someone from inside sells that information.” I frowned. “I doubt that. Diamond is solid.” “Yes,” James agreed. “Diamond is solid. But their people are not.” His gaze sharpened. “In fact… their Managing Director has just been sacked.” I stiffened. “And guess who is offering him a lot of money for information?”

A diamond necklace shimmered at her collarbone as she studied herself in the mirror, brushing a hand over her small bump with a proud, restless smile. Behind her, Damien sat in his study, the phone call replaying in his mind like a thorn he couldn’t pull out. Alicia Torres. Amelia Stone. Ten million. His jaw tightened as he snapped the locks open on a steel case, counting crisp stacks of cash, sliding them neatly into a black briefcase.

He held it between us, snapping it open with a sharp *click*. Inside sat a ring that defied every tradition of Oakhaven high society. It wasn't the clear, brilliant diamond Julian had used to 'mark' me as his property. This was a **Black Diamond**—a raw, jagged, five-carat stone that seemed to swallow the light of the hallway. It was surrounded by a halo of small, blood-red rubies that looked like droplets of frozen fire. I hesitated, my hand hovering in the air. The sheer weight of what this represented—a contract that bound my life to the most dangerous man in the city—suddenly felt very real.

“Miss Moore, this chalcedony stone is worth at least eighty million Hong Kong dollars, but since we have an affinity to meet, I will sell it to you for just ten million dollars! Jasmine nodded before replying, “Money is not a problem as long as it will be able to help me resolve the problems that I am facing.” Master Lennard replied without any hesitation, “Miss Moore, don’t worry. If you put this chalcedony stone in front of your window today, your fortune will definitely change completely tomorrow!” Jasmine heaved a huge sigh of relief before taking out her checkbook and writing a cheque for ten million dollars in cash. After that, she handed it over to Master Lennard immediately. “Master

We were in Vegas after all. As we walked around the slots, I could tell that she was confused. She kept looking at the Double Diamond machine as if the rules were written in a different lan-guage; complete bewilderment written all over her face. Shit, she looked sexy hot. She was straining to read the winning rules line by line, ignoring the waitress that came by with more champagne. I just grabbed one and watched her. This was supposed to be fun, but the look on her face made it seem as if it was more painful than fun.

Draig sat on a couch in a corner and eagerly waited for Kaze to fall flat on his face, only to be dumbfounded. He tensed up and looked at Kaze in shock when the latter crushed the diamond. Jesus. It took great strength to pull that off. Draig wondered if his eyes were playing tricks on him. The Maiden’s Heart, the toughest diamond from the south, was worth ten million dollars, and Kaze pulverized it in one grip. Even Draig could not do so.

The men who were having the discussion widened their eyes when they saw Harmonia and nodded, “Yes, it’s him!” “Is Diltron a place that specializes in gambling for gems?” Harmonia continued asking. “Yes. Diltron is the biggest gem gambling city around here! It’s a very chaotic place with many sly swindlers, so you can’t go there without an expert guiding you!” “Look at Liler. He’s the best example of a foolish person with too much money! He just gambled for a green royal jade three days ago, and it ended up with big cracks. He lost big time!”

At the click of her black Jimmy Choo's Lance heels on the office white tiles, heads began to turn and people began to trace their way to their offices and cubicles in fear. Starr Hart cat-walked in her wine button up bodycon gown, swaying her hips in the most perfect manner as her thick brown curls bounced here and there above her hips. She acted like she wasn't noticing anything, but at the same time was noticing everything. She held her Chanel handbag low as she stepped into the glass lift, tapping away on her phone with her right hand as she absent-mindedly pressed the '12’ button with her right index finger. She began to scroll through her emails, in case of any important or interesting