Nobleman Wine Novels & Stories

I look over and in awe. "Are you kidding? That's Domaine de la Romanée-Conti, one of the rarest because of its limited release. Year?" "1560," he scoffs with a little bit of boasting. We both laugh. We clink our wine glasses and devour this rarest wine, especially me, who would only get to taste something like this once in my lifetime. "Tell me more about yourself, Avery. I am sure you're not from here, so how did you end up in Europe. Let alone, by yourself," he inquisitively checks.

Xena nodded cheerfully and Tyler walked ahead of them, through the rows of shelves stored with wine. “Domaine de la Romanee-Conti.” Tyler read out with surprise registered in his voice as his eyes zeroed in on a particular bottle of wine. Xena’s eyes brightened as she moved forward excitedly. She knew he would find just the perfect wine. “What are you waiting for?.” Xena asked as she handed the wine key she had picked up on the way in over to him. Then she walked back to another shelf to prepare two wine glasses for them. ~

There was also a luxurious scent in the store. “Ladies, would you like a drink? We’ve specially prepared a selection of fine European wine exclusive for our VVVIPs. The low alcohol percentage makes it quite befitting for casual drinking. Would you like to try it?” The store manager recommended their value-added services for the important guests. Nicole and Yvette glanced at each other, then answered, “Sure, we’ll have a glass then.” The wine was very fragrant. Nicole knew at first glance that this kind of wine without a brand was not for sale to the public and was only available for private collection. Just as the store manager mentioned, it was very exclusive.

Emily asked. “That's right, help me carry them into that room later. I'll go get the wine now. They want to drink Chateau Angelus Premier Grand Cru Classé A - Saint Emilion 1995. I would like to inform you that they are all beautiful boys and beautiful girls. Be careful or your nose will bleed. Oh, bring in the fruit first, so they can have something to put in their mouth first.” She excitedly patted Emily's shoulder and then ran away. If Emily remembered correctly, that bottle of wine cost nearly two thousand dollars, not cheap.

“She said you wouldn’t shut up about it as a kid.” “That… sounds like Serena.” His expression softened. “Do you like it?” I squeezed his hand. “It’s perfect.” And God help me, it was. We walked to a plush nest of blankets and cushions arranged beneath the swirling stars. A dinner spread sat nearby. Alexander uncorked a bottle of wine—dark label, familiar. “Is that—” “Domaine de la Romanée-Conti,” he said. “Figured tonight was worth it.” One bottle cost more than some cars.

Bridget looks at the two dumb-ass sons of his late boss. She is relief because Luke is always been a caring brother to his estrange brother. Connor is licking his molars before saying a word, “thanks … brother,” somewhat chilling reply for him. Attorney Don is whirling the wine in the white wine glass before smelling its aroma. The Blanc de blancs wine is exclusively made from fine white grapes that they also like. Its fermented aroma and taste is significantly in the standard of these billionaires.

“I’m sorry for ruining your moment with Dianne. It won’t ever happen again. I promise. Just let me stay, please.” Tumawa lang silang lahat. “Now I know your weakness. Take what you want.” *** Lance gave up his three most expensive wine to make them leave faster: Domaine de la Romanee-Conti Romanee-Conti Grand Cru, Cote de Nuits, France, £8,310; Henri Jayer Cros Parantoux, Vosne-Romanee Premier Cru, France, £4,894; Egon Muller-Scharzhof Scharzhofberger Riesling Trockenbeerenauslese, Germany, £4,577. Of course, Anna won’t let Gabriel drink them. She plans to just buy beer for the both of them.

He grinned and took my hand. We reached the hotel's bar and restaurant on the private beach and ordered some drinks and snacks. We had been eating at the same spot since we arrived and the bartender already prepares for me a nice tall cherry and strawberry juice, and to Caleb there was a special cup of a wine he brought with us; a Domaine De La Romanee-Conti, Grand Cru, from 1983. It took me a full day to recover myself from the shock of knowing how expensive this wine was, to know it came from Aeneas as a gift made it less shocking.

Frank took a sip of wine after clinking glasses with Titus but soon noticed something as the liquid slid down his throat. "What…" He frowned, glancing at the dark-red wine. "Problem?" Titus asked. "That's a special grade Romanee-Conti, imported from Franconia. They produce less than 400 barrels each year, but 200 of those have been brought here expressly for this banquet." After his commentary, Titus made a look of dramatic realization. "Oh, I'm so sorry, Mr. Lawrence—I've forgotten that hillbillies like you never get to experience such fine wine, let alone relish the exquisiteness in its taste."

Deep inside, I wanted to scream. Smooth move-definitely a one-night stand setup. "No one serves pigar-pigar here," I told him. "Yes, nonone... but my chef will, if I tell him to," he smiled. The male server came back and poured us red wine. "Here's a bottle of Domaine Leroy Chambertin Grand Cru 1990," he introduced the wine. I saw how he looked at me before he left. Kinda handsome! I smiled-and Sir Leo noticed.