Benefits Of Gold Jewelry — by Harma
Before going on lets have small introduction about Harma jewelry store, Harma is one of the leading Jewelry in Richmond Hill, Ontario with an mission to make high quality jewelry accessible at an affordable price! But their passion is supporting the educational needs of underprivileged girls in impoverished nations.
Gold jewelry has been worn for centuries, not just for its beauty but also for its many benefits. Here are some of the benefits of wearing gold jewelry:
Durability: Gold is a highly durable metal that is resistant to rust, tarnish, and corrosion. This makes it an ideal metal for making jewelry that will last for generations.
Beauty: Gold jewelry is valued for its beauty and luster. The metal’s color is often associated with wealth and luxury, and wearing gold jewelry can add a touch of elegance to any outfit.
Value: Gold is a precious metal that retains its value over time. This means that gold jewelry can be passed down from generation to generation as a valuable heirloom.
Investment: In addition to its inherent value, gold can also be a smart investment. The price of gold tends to rise over time, making it a potentially profitable investment.
Hypoallergenic: Unlike other metals, such as nickel, gold is hypoallergenic, which means it is unlikely to cause an allergic reaction in most people.
Emotional Benefits: Gold jewelry can have sentimental value and emotional benefits. Wearing a piece of gold jewelry that was passed down from a loved one can help to keep their memory alive and close to your heart.
Overall, gold jewelry is a beautiful and valuable addition to any jewelry collection, and it offers many benefits beyond its aesthetic appeal.
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When you need to drop off your tech devices for a repair, how confident are you that they won't be snooped on?
CBC's Marketplace took smartphones and laptops to repair stores across Ontario — including large chains Best Buy and Mobile Klinik — and found that in more than half of the documented cases, technicians accessed intimate photos and private information not relevant to the repair.
Marketplace dropped off devices at 20 stores, ranging from small independent shops to medium-sized chains to larger national chains, after installing monitoring software on the devices. In total, 16 stores were recorded. (At four stores, the tracking software didn't log anything, or the stores didn't appear to turn the devices on.)
Technicians at nine stores accessed private data, including one technician who not only viewed photos but copied them onto a USB key.
"These results are frightening," said Hassan Khan, associate professor in the school of computer science at the University of Guelph. "It's looking through information, searching for data on users' devices, copying data off the device.... it's as bad as it gets."
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hihihi sophie!!! i hope ur well!!🫶🏻 i saw requests were open and i wanted to shoot u the idea thats been hangin in my head for a few days. its an angsty one i hope thats okay🫡 6Leon gets called out on a mission, not knowing that his shared apartment with his partner had somehow been tracked and found by his target. when he arrives home from what he thought was a failed mission, having been unable to locate his target, he finds his partner in extremely rough shape on the floor after being interrogated by his target for info on Leons mission and whereabouts.
One Last Night
Leon S. Kennedy x reader
Word Count: 859
Warning(s): HEAVY ANGST, descriptions of injuries, action and violence, slight cursing, mentions of mission failure, mentions of nudity, MEGA FLUFF, reassurance, and lots of tlc.
A/N: It’s about time I get to my inbox after so long! Thank you for requesting my love and I hope you enjoy!
The bright purple neon lights slowly poured in from the aftermath of the flash grenade’s intensity. Regaining his bearings, Leon suddenly remembered where he was: downtown Ontario, and the street was completely torn apart. Staggering from his place on the cobblestone street, the smoke began to clear – along with the target.
Ada Wong.
Only it didn’t seem like her. It couldn’t have been her. Ada never wore blue, but people become desperate on the run.
****
A heavy sigh escaped his lips as Leon finally made it back to the shared private apartment that you and him call home. Checking the tiny mailbox, he fetched a few envelopes and a small package wrapped in paper before thanking the doorman. Adjusting his bags strap around his shoulder, Leon practically bolted for the elevator, wanting nothing more than to take a shower and to fall asleep in your arms.
Walking down the long hallway to your front door, Leon’s cellphone buzzed in his back pocket, alerting him of the time. 2:46 A.M. It was a Thursday, so Leon knew you’d be in bed as you had Friday’s off. Silently smirking to himself, a feeling of relief started to wash over his exhausted frame, but that was quickly taken away by the sight of a light beaming from underneath the back front door.
Silently pressing the keys into the lock, Leon slowly turned the piece of metal against the doorknob, and hesitantly opened the door. Coming face to face with an empty medium sized kitchen, he carefully put down his duffel bag by the counter, and reached for his trusty Matilda hidden in a secret cabinet.
Leaning towards the the brick wall that separated the kitchen from the large living room, one of the various vases shattered against the floor, breaking into multiple pieces. Hearing you scream, Leon bolted into action, and announced himself from his hiding spot. Within seconds he couldn’t believe what he was witnessing: you were on the floor, clutching your stomach, and bleeding from your nose.
Jabbing a taser into your side, Leon’s very target, the woman he was assigned to track down from his “failed” mission had infiltrated your home.
“Stop!” He ordered, stepping forward to Wong in blue.
“Leon, no don’t…! Don’t come any closer!” You warned, extending your hand to him.
Stopping in his tracks, Ada straightened from her towering form over you, and gazed at Leon with her black locks covering her barely sweaty face.
“Hmm, I take it that mission didn’t go well, Leon? Poor boy.” She mocked the man before you.
“How do you know about that?” Leon questioned, and his grip only tightened around his pistol.
“You really want to know? I thought I’d ask your lovey-dovey partner while she was out at the farmer’s market. It’s a shame, Y/N is really good at keeping secrets. Too bad her ribs are too bruised from being tased for two whole hours.” Ada explained, twirling the plastic device in her hands.
Writhing on the floor, you quietly reached for a spare butterfly knife tucked in your jeans, and Leon caught on once he realized this wasn’t the real Ada.
“Well, what can I say: as much as our relationship has been a thrilling chase, I’m happy with the lady I’ve got.” Leon declared, dodging the path of your blade.
Grazing the assassin in the shoulder, she winced in pain before zipping out the open window within seconds. Rushing to your side, Leon wrapped his leather jacket around your cold frame, and refused to leave your side.
****
5:21 A.M.
The police finally left the studio apartment after two hours of their seemingly useless questioning. Crossing the doorway into your shared bedroom, you were sitting in the edge of the bed, carefully tending to the bruises on your ribcage.
“You alright?” Leon asked, squatting to his knees, wanting to get a closer look.
“Just another day in the office.” You replied with a half smile.
“I’m so sorry. I should’ve been here for you, Y/N. I knew I shouldn’t have gone to Ontario.” He apologized, hesitantly touching your black and blue skin.
Taking his face in your hands, you cupped Leon’s cheeks in between your palms, allowing his worried blue eyes to meet yours.
“Leon, I’m okay. I promise. This is nothing a heat pad and painkillers won’t fix. I’m sorry about your mission.” You replied, reassuring him with your gentle touch.
“Okay…” He said with an understanding nod.
Rubbing your shoulder, he stood from his spot on the floor.
“Why don’t I make us some tea, and you get in a nice warm bath? It’ll make you feel better.” He advised, shrugging off his leather jacket.
****
Slipping out of his set of dirty jeans, Leon carefully stepped over the edge of the clawfoot tub, careful not to sting your skin. Sitting behind you, he extended his legs around you, and pulled you into his chest.
Surrendering yourself to the warm water, a deep sigh escaped your chest, and Leon wrapped his muscular arms around your body, finally enjoying a moment of comfort after one last night of pure chaos.
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