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The flush of victory drains from her cheeks, leaving her skin looking like curdled milk. She stares at the tiny black numbers on the long slip of paper. "How is it that much?!" she shrieks, her voice cracking as she glares at the curator. "You are running a scam! You are lying to me!" "Ma'am," the curator says, his voice dropping all warmth, his professional smile turning entirely cold. "The Tears of the Deep Sea Naga you ordered is the last known vial left in the world. The price for that single item exceeds fifteen million credits."

The scene sent shivers to demons, especially to Samael and Yael because they knew the three-headed snake was the Lord of the Beast, Invictus. Alice vanished the images and grinned at Samael and Yael. “That would happen if I would send you to your suffering.” “Hahahaha! Alice, that would never happen!” Yael said and released a very dark, powerful aura and a black diamond shining on his palm. The sisters gasped while staring at the black diamond. It’s bigger than their diamonds. There’s no doubt that the black diamond is too powerful, equivalent to their combined six diamonds. Alice remained unwavered at the powerful aura of the black diamond, contradicting what Yael had imagined. He’s surpris

“And yet, here we are.” The meeting started with subtle jabs and half-truths. Typical. I had researched about him and knew, He loved the thrill of thinking he had the upper hand, but I wasn’t about to let him win this round. "I need my merchandise back." “I understand the reason just fine,” he replied, swirling the wine in his glass. “What I don’t understand is why the infamous Damien Black—il re di tutto, the king as they say—can’t handle a simple setback like that.”

The headline burned itself into her retinas: **BREAKING: Blackstone-Moretti affair Tape Leaks - Billionaire Caught in Dubai Affair** The video autoplayed before her sleep-numbed fingers could stop it. Grainy footage. A penthouse bed. Her husband's bare back glistening under Dubai's golden lighting. Sylvia Moretti's crimson nails digging into his shoulders. And that voice - Damien's voice, but thick with something foreign, something hungry - murmuring against Sylvia's throat: "I chose this." my body moved before my mind could catch up. I was across the room, my knees hitting the Carrara marble tiles hard enough to bruise, retching into the $14,000 Baccarat vase that had been a tenth anniversa

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 current price was already approaching her limit. Meanwhile, Rebecca was captivated by the jewelry. Among all the pieces on display tonight, this one stirred a strong desire within her. Her hands were clenched tightly, and her eyes reflected her excitement. Damon appeared indifferent, not raising his paddle even as the price hit 7,500,000 dollars. Seeing the dwindling number of bidders, Rebecca felt a pang of anxiety. She leaned closer to Damon and whispered, "Damon, I think this is the most beautiful piece we've seen tonight. Don't you agree?"

The current price was already approaching her limit. Meanwhile, Rebecca was captivated by the jewelry. Among all the pieces on display tonight, this one stirred a strong desire within her. Her hands were clenched tightly, and her eyes reflected her excitement. Damon appeared indifferent, not raising his paddle even as the price hit 7,500,000 dollars. Seeing the dwindling number of bidders, Rebecca felt a pang of anxiety. She leaned closer to Damon and whispered, "Damon, I think this is the most beautiful piece we've seen tonight. Don't you agree?"

"We are honored to have you visit our establishment. Would you like some champagne? Perhaps a private showing of some pieces which you may be interested in?" "No," I say. My voice is rough. "I want that." I point to the window display. She follows my gaze. "Ah. The Valkyrie cuff. An excellent choice. It’s a one-of-a-kind piece. The black diamonds are uncut, sourced from-" "I don't care where they’re from," I interrupt. "I’m buying it and I’m in a hurry." She blinks, then nods quickly. "Of course. Right away." She unlocks the case with a small silver key and lifts the cuff out on a velvet tray.

"Mr. Black, number three's engine is acting up again. You'd better come take a look." Ethan patted the back of my hand, soothing. "Babe, wait for me in the VIP lounge. I'll be quick." Then he was gone. I watched his back for a moment, then turned and walked the other way. Toward Ethan's private office. I pushed the door open and saw it right in the center of the display case. A custom pink helmet. Two letters were set into the side in crushed diamonds. DD. [Whoa. Is that the helmet Mr. Black had custom-made for Daisy? Three hundred grand. It's gorgeous.]

He waited until it got to the purple diamond bracelet. “This purple diamond bracelet is a special bracelet from Sapphire. So many treasure it but we’re happy to have it here for you today. It’s going for ten million dollars. Yes that’s how valuable it is.” The auctioneer announced. “Fifteen million dollars.” A lady raised a hand. “Twenty million dollars.” Trenton raised a hand. “Twenty five million dollars.” Another wealthy socialite raised a hand.