White Diamond Steven Au Novels & Stories

I echoed, my mind racing back to Liam getting aroused with her not long ago, her fingers roaming over his shaft like she controlled him. “Yeah, Ava, just like that, in a flash,” Steve confirmed, his voice barely above a hush. “And here’s the kicker—he handed her full access to the gold.” “The gold?” I said again, my pulse quickening. I’d once protected the pack’s hidden gold mine before getting involved with Liam, so I grasped the gravity of that. “Exactly, the gold,” he affirmed. “She’s got him twisted around her little finger, like he’s her marionette.”

He leaned closer to the table and told, "I want you to drop all the charges. My father and I will walk free out of here. Give me the shares my family deserves as the rightful controller of the Wright Diamond Corporation... and lastly, I want to sleep with your wife - " "Fuck you!" Ethan punched Steven outright. Winfield, who was observing from the other room through a one-way mirror, also stormed in and gave Steven a good punching. "How dare you?! Do you think this is a game?! Even if you get what you want, the law will come running after you!" Winfield screamed while punching with all his might. "You have no respect for my daughter! Men like you need to be behind bars!" Despite the injury o

"The results are clear. Ms. Stevens, you've lost this round." Andrew remained composed, his tone calm but sharp. "These gems are both treasures, but even without ranking them, my red spinel is larger than your green tourmaline. Do you have anything else to say?"

Dustin said calmly and hung up. Drake had already traced Steven’s location through the phone signal. He was nearby. He was probably waiting to confirm Dustin’s death and search his body to claim the Fox family’s treasure. In a modest rural house about six miles away, Steven sat with a grim expression as he stared at his phone. “Among the top ten assassins on the assassins leaderboard, my foot! What a waste of fame,” he spat and was ready to leave. Wolfin’s failure to kill Dustin meant he had to report back to the family elders and devise a new plan.

he said, raising his hammer to make a knock. However, before he actually knocked on the hammer. Suddenly a deep voice from one of the people present made him stop his movements. "Five hundred million dollars." The sharp-eyed man looked towards the Black Angel gem with great interest. . . . All the way home, the car Stev was in was carrying only babbling from Lucy. The man had been regretting what Stev had done. "Damn you Stev! I know if you really want Black stone— whatever its name, I forgot. But, how could you charge such a high price just for that small unattractive stone? Oh, it looks like charcoal to my eyes." He said, shaking his head softly.

He cooed. “You weren’t here the last time I came.”Lucien replied. “Nope but the girls told me everything and showed me pictures about our dear Audrey here.It’s a surprise you’re still with her.Forgive my manners,darling.I’m Steven.The head stylist.” Audrey beamed at him. He sounded friendly. “Nice to meet you.” “You’ve never brought me a repeat. She must be special.” Steve gushed over Audrey, but collected himself as Lucien glared at him. “Right then, so what masterpiece am I creating?”

Her expression was one of surprise, as was mine, which soon after became serious; Prince Crowther was sitting next to her, everyone stared at me, I saluted the commander who broke the awkward silence. _______ This is Blacke Livet, one of the best we currently have in the corporation, my eyes fell to Ayla's that brought an expression that I couldn't decipher - Mr. Livet, will accompany Miss Ayla throughout our corporation, she chose military area to exercise the next test of the dispute for the Diamond crown .. - I nodded in a positive sign understanding the reason why she was there - Your Highness, you can choose to go with them or stay here in my company... Nathan Crowther is the scum of al

Winston raised his hand, his bodyguards stepping forward to stop Steven's men. Winston patiently asked Larissa, "Would you mind explaining what you think is wrong with this Unicorn Statue?" Steven angrily said, "Winson, are you just trying to go against me?" Winston scoffed, "I just want this young man to assist me. What does it have to do with you?" Steven said sarcastically, "Oh right! After all, you have terrible eyesight! Otherwise, you wouldn't have mistakenly sold valuable emeralds as scraps!" Infuriated, Winston snapped, "Steven, I've had enough of you!"