Arrogant Perfume Novels & Stories

I thought I looked almost like a vampire. . After taking care of my skin, I decided to put on some gel on to set my hair. I certainly did not want some gust of wind, or whatever, wrecking my hairstyle. I combed it the way I have always did everyday. I also put my personal favorite perfume, which I bought in Italy, on my neck and both my wrists. The brand was written on the perfume bottle, on it was written "Aurmany". The aroma has a very strong tinge of wood. It has the main accords of mostly amber and vanilla, as well. The ingredients consist of cardamom in the top notes, lavender and orange blossom in the middle notes, and lastly amber and leather as the base notes.

Then she sniffed the air, her nostrils flared up, then her eyes widened as they stabbed mine. “That perfume. Is that from you?” I sniffed the air myself, faking a confused frown. “Perfume? I don’t smell anything special. Just my new soap.” She took a step closer, her eyes boring into mine. “Don’t lie to me, Charlotte. That is an expensive female perfume from SayBosslady. Where did you get it?”

When she saw me, she sat down in the seat in front of me. I smelled the scent of perfume and immediately held my breath, finding it a bit overwhelming. Mia turned her head and said with a proud look, "My perfume smells good, right? It was made by a top perfumer, and it's a limited edition." I fanned my nose and said, "So, are you using this to make us dizzy?" As soon as the words fell, someone burst into laughter. Mia became angry and stared at me, saying, "You probably couldn't afford this perfume in your whole life. You're just jealous. And don't think that just because you made it to the finals, you can be arrogant."

EMERSON "I told you this morning this wasn't over. Consider this me following through." Shit. He smells so good. Clean soap, something darker underneath, expensive and unfair. I hate that I notice. I hate that my stomach does that stupid little flip. What the fuck is wrong with me. He's an arrogant, controlling asshole with a God complex and the personality of a spoiled rich boy who never once heard the word no — and I'm sitting here registering his cologne like an idiot.

I just had to endure a little longer and it would all be over. The underground black market auction that night was packed with all kinds of people. I wore a server's uniform, weaving between lecherous men and serving them drinks. Alice nestled in Domenico's arms, dressed in an elaborate gown while wearing my ring, basking in everyone's flattery. Halfway through the auction, the auctioneer introduced the next item with exaggerated flair. "Our next piece is a self-defense weapon from Signorina Tarantino. The craftsmanship is exquisite, and it has tremendous collector's value!"

" Adam, how would I know? Even if it was, do you realize how many people I have to deal with in my job? How would I memorize it? Surely this scent was imprinted in my unconscious and in the best of intentions I looked for the flowers and wanted to surprise you. Darling, why would I lie? "Because you know how I am! If there is a woman who owns this fragrance, I want to meet her, I want to talk to her and make her an offer to work with me, the best offer I can get. Anything will be better than knowing that my perfume is circulating around in such a basic, aesthetic-free version." So basic and aesthetic-less...? ,How can he offend the boob recipe like that? " Ah Adam Arnault, I will make you sw

That was ridiculous… “And you…” Adrian looked at Alex. “What kind of perfume are you wearing? When you got in, the unpleasant odor made it to the CEO’s nose. “The CEO is allergic to this stinky odor. He keeps coughing, and he is now in a bad condition. He’s very angry!” “I…” Alex opened his mouth, but he was unable to say anything. It was clearly a very expensive perfume. He deliberately wore it to meet Adrian, but it seemed it was foul-smelling.

And every bit of it was disgusting and uncomfortable. "Of course, I'm here to brag. Hah…Rupert and I thought you were naive but you're a lot sharper than you look. Liked what you saw these past few months? And my perfume…liked it? It was limited edition by the way…" my eyes gradually widened at her words. "Y-you…intentionally—" Her lips suddenly irked even higher.

Confused, Gloria approaches the nearest person and asks, "What's going on?" The person looks at her with irritation. "It's Aromatix. Mr. Jeremy's company. The perfume originally smelled like the company's past specialty formula, but something is wrong. The scent is changing as people wear it. After a while, it mixes with their natural body smell and creates something pungent. It's a disaster. A scam!" Gloria's blood freezes. She knows Jeremy wouldn't have been able to test the perfume properly due to the short notice. So, there would have been no way for them to know the perfume would do this.

She chuckled slightly. “I guess that settles it…Adrian…” Before Gabriel could finish, sturdy steps echoed and instantly the smell of Indian agarwood mixed with sandalwood, musk, and Turkish rose filled the air. They were expensive ingredients used to make luxurious perfume that sell at almost a million and half dollars for a small bottle. The scent brought a hint of familiarity that had me thinking where I could have met such a man. I waited until he appeared, and holy heavens, he was nothing I expected him to be.