Ochako Perfume Novels & Stories

Woody, dry amber layered over leather and the faintest trace of bergamot. I know that scent...Maison Francis Kurkdjian. Oud Silk Mood... an expensive signature. I breathe through my nose and keep my eyes locked on the field. Whoever just sat down is watching too, and while every instinct in me registers him, I do not look. I am here to work. The trial is almost at halftime. And because Kwame Osei has only a few minutes left to prove he deserves everything I have fought to set up for him.

The sharp sting of a twist in her ankle sent her tumbling against the wall with a soft cry. Adrian was there instantly. “Careful.” His hand steadied her, large and warm around her arm. His eyes dropped to her ankle, then back up to her face. Chloe winced prettily. “I’m so clumsy. I’m sorry.” “Don’t apologize for pain.” His voice was velvet wrapped around steel. She inhaled sharply, and that was when it happened — he caught the scent of her perfume. It wasn’t common. It was a rare French blend, smoky vetiver laced with dark amber and a whisper of oud. The kind of fragrance that clung like memory, seductive and unusual.

Natalia took her by the waist and bent down to her neck. What a nice perfume. This smell seems familiar to me. - She said in Monika Vardanovna's ear and smiled, almost touching her guest's face with her nose. - And this is Kenzo's exclusive line. Limited edition. I bought in Tokyo. I still have... a slightly different scent... I'll give it to you, Natalya Andreevna. - Losing confidence Monika Vardanovna babbled. She rested her palms on the huge shoulders of Natalia, who did not let go of her.

And a third, a dainty white and silver Bulgari. She stared in awe. "Alec... I don’t know what to say." "Then say nothing," he replied. "Just smile." And she did. Finally, they entered a boutique perfume gallery. Alec waved his hand, and the attendants brought out dozens of bottles. Shola tested scents on her wrist, selecting her favorites: a soft floral rose from Jo Malone, a warm vanilla musk from Tom Ford, a spicy sandalwood from YSL, and a deep amber scent from Maison Francis Kurkdjian. Alec picked a few himself, adding them to the collection, including a rare jasmine and oud blend.

I gently pat her head as though she were a wonderful being. As I read the letter that Casimir gave me, Linia left right away. I close my eyes, yet I still sense the aroma of this letter. It is powerful and seductive, yet hazardous. Acacia, a limited-edition perfume used in the imperial member's home, has only one scent: a minty woodland aroma. It costs close to 500,000 gold pieces.

the man says, coming to stand beside Akio. Akio tries to produce some sort of response, but he doesn’t even know what to say. He worries he’s made it seem like he’s impatient by just standing here. In actuality, he’s simply excited to begin decorating. He holds himself ramrod straight and just stares at the work of the men. The smell of Sal’s aftershave, a blend of black pepper and cigar smoke, fills his nose so completely that it tickles the back of his throat, and he almost coughs. But he manages to keep himself in check.

"This is the appreciation card Jerry suggested." I stepped forward and picked up one of the perfumes. The bottle sat perfectly in my hand, sleek and elegant with a subtle frosted finish. The glass had a soft pink tint, and the rose gold cap glinted under the lights. A delicate silk ribbon was tied around the neck of the bottle, with Jace perfume logo embossed on a small metal tag. “I love the design,” I whispered to myself. I pulled off the cap and brought the nozzle to my wrist. With one gentle spray, a sweet, soft mist floated into the air and I inhaled slowly.

And if only she knows I still have a whole lot more planned today. “It’s so beautiful” she says, before looking at me with doleful eyes. “I only got you this perfume set” I say surprised at her reaction. “And I love it! It’s my favorite perfume ever!” I laugh, pulling her in for an embrace. The truth is, it’s not. It’s an Azzaro fragrance that I have used, and not particularly liked, in the past; too much of an incense undertone for my taste. But coming from her, it might as well be gold dust.

How did Theodore know this kind of perfume? "Jessie, come to my office." Alicia called Jessica over the intercom. The young lady came immediately after being called. "Miss Weisberg, what can I do for you?" "Do you know this perfume brand?" Alicia held up Florenc's perfume bottle for Jessica to look at. Oh, is that Florenc?! Of course Jessica immediately recognized it with one glance. It was the precious perfume she bought last week (but now has gone). Where did Alicia get it from? That brand would be clasifed below Alicia's standards,