Nobleman Wine Novels & Stories

"Be smart. Don’t just stand there like a log!" Adriana held the bottle with both hands, wishing she could just slap Calvin on the head. "Boss?" Calvin flicked his cigarette ash lazily. "Pour it." Adriana swallowed her frustration. "Okay, boss!" The wine flowed slowly into the goblet. The deep red liquid gave off a mellow, rich fragrance. Her slender fingers gripped the stem of the glass as she lifted it to Calvin’s lips. "Boss, this is Romanée-Conti, a collection piece from a Burgundy winery. You’re rewarding me with a sip, right?"

I greeted with a warm smile, she gave me a total run down check with her eyes, “I'm thirsty I'm here to get water” I muttered respectfully raising the Can of water in my hand. She walked fully into the kitchen, and grabbed a bottle of Dom Perignon Champagne from the wine cellar, “Do you know what wine is this?” She asked as she poured herself a glass “Hmmm” I mumbled “It's De Mayor’s Champagne” She paused and stared at me, “How did you know it, are you familiar with wines you don't look expensive” “Well my uncle owned the wine company”

Some chairs were removed. In their place, a long central table was arranged— Now filled with an impressive display of fine wine. Crystal bottles gleamed under the lights. Among them were: Château Margaux 2005 Screaming Eagle Cabernet Sauvignon 2012 Romanée-Conti Grand Cru Penfolds Grange Shiraz Each one— Worth a fortune. Each one— A statement. — Then— The Grand Elder stepped forward once again. Microphone in hand. "Everyone," he said.

And in the center, a telescope pointed toward the sky through the open ceiling above. "Oh my God," I whispered, taking in every detail. Then I noticed the charcuterie board, carefully arranged. Cheeses, fruit, nuts. And beside it, a bottle of wine with two glasses. It was a Kensington. Not just any Kensington. The 2015 vintage, one of the best we'd produced in the last decade. Rare. Expensive. The kind of wine a man buys when he really wants to impress a woman. The kind of wine Nick definitely couldn't afford.

I repeated but that didn’t bring his hand down. “I know but you need it. Here, drink up and don't worry about anything. You gave me here,” he told me and that compelled me to take the glass from him. The wine tasted so nice in my mouth that I couldn’t help but ask what brand it was. “It’s a Domaine de la Romanée-Conti 1945, known for its savory taste. It was sold at an auction for $558,000,” he explained. All this while I was thinking how well he knows his wine but after hearing the last part my thought changed. I choke on the wine after hearing the amount, what the heck!

Gabriel said. "Glad to hear that," Marcus replied. I went back inside and looked up the Wine rake to select wine. I choose Cabernet Sauvignon a noble grape variety. It's one of my favorite drinks so I'm sure they'll love it. I hurried back out to lay the wine I had chosen on the glass table. "A wine from Bordeaux, the best choice," Marcus said, he looked down for a moment, pouring himself a drink and bringing the wine to his lips. "How'd you know that wine?" Marcus asked me with his serious voice. I immediately rolled my eyes at him because it was forcing me to read my reaction.

Yolanda led Summer and Susanne to a quiet corner of the hall. She explained softly, "I went around the hall earlier. I found that most of the wines in the competition were from Hennessy, Château Lafite Rothschild, Rémy Martin, Château Latour, and Château Haut-Brion. You can narrow it down to these five winehouses in the competition." Through Yolanda's keen observation, she realized that only wines from five specific winehouses were served at the party, with no other varieties present.

“This is a red wine crafted in the Avermandy region, called Ronan wine. It is an old vintage. These three bottles are worth more than 800 thousand dollars! “Even a swanky hotel like Majestic Hotel can only keep several bottles. I’m offering these three bottles for you as a treat from me.” Marco’s showy move made everyone’s eyes widen. They were all stunned. “Ronan wine is the king of all wines. Plus, those bottles are worth more than 800 thousand dollars! I’ve never drank such exclusive wine before! I could never afford it…” “Wow, Marco’s sharing such precious wine with us? That’s amazing! He’s so generous!” “Oh, my God! I heard that only five thousand bottles of Ronan wine are produced each

I admitted, my voice barely rising above the soft music playing in the background. Kade raised an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “Then we’ll have to make up for lost time.” I laughed softly, almost shy. “You say that like you’ve been planning this for a while.” Before he could respond, the concierge arrived, holding a black bottle of wine. “Laevinus Noir 1884,” he said, offering a small smile. “You know your wines, Sir. This is a rare blend and only a few bottles remain.”

I said, "By the way, you can use that room over there." Then I saw Jeanne turn to my wine collection. She picked up one of the most expensive ones, Domaine de Ia Romanee Conti Grand Cru which was a white wine from the French Pinot Noir grape. I got it after winning it at an auction last year for 600,000USD. "Domaine de Ia Romanee Conti Grand Cru... I had heard that someone won this at an auction last year," she said, "And I didn't realize it was you."