Rosa Y Champagne Novels & Stories

I sink into the cushions, crossing my legs with ease, and lift my voice toward the open space. “Champagne,” I call out smoothly. “Bring the good one. And a glass.” Moments later, the bottle arrives. I watch with interest as the maid pours Dom Pérignon Rosé into a delicate crystal flute, the glass tall and slender, catching the light as the liquid settles inside. Excitement hums beneath my skin. I take the glass from the table, swirling the rosy drink slowly, watching it cling to the sides before sliding back down. Then I lift it to my lips and take a small sip, smiling into the taste as Lior’s stunned expression flashes through my mind.

“You look like you’re about to call the bartender over to taste it for you.” “Wouldn’t be the worst idea,” I muttered. Still, I lifted the flute to my lips and took a sip. The champagne was crisp, cold, and a little too smooth. He watched me over the rim of his own glass. “Dom Pérignon Rosé Gold. Aged fifty years. Only six bottles in the world. This one cost more than your home.” “Rude assumption,” I said, swirling my glass. “I could live in a penthouse.”

As Lana engaged in pleasant conversation and shared laughter with the guests, Rosa had deftly escorted Carol and the others to the primary residence of Rose Manor. Inside the white garden villa, an expansive yard of nearly an acre sprawled out. It was adorned with an array of exquisite rose varieties, including Charisma, Countess Eve, Mona Lisa, and Twilight. In the heart of the garden, a delicate white floral tea table rested beneath a huge sun umbrella. A woman was sitting there. Her figure was adorned in a vintage white gown, elegantly complemented by black sunglasses and striking red lipstick. Despite the serene atmosphere, she exuded an intriguing sense of calmness as she delicately cra

Azisha said the last part lowly so Shayari will not hear that "Oh come on Api! I am going on a date with him not on honeymoon that I should wear some hot or sexy outfit" Shayari said looking at her reflection "Hmm! I can sense that you will roam in a bikini or your honeymoon or better stay in your room naked under…….". "Api! Please not a single word." Shayari said cutting Azisha in middle as she laughed out loud "Aww my shy Rose what will happen to you after your marriage." Azisha said and Shayari blushed without her knowledge

Getting back on my feet, I made my way towards the bath where a few other maids were waiting for me already as the intoxicating smell of roses became a part of the atmosphere. I got out of the bath smelling myself as the sharp scent of roses had deeply penetrated my skin. Water dripped down my fair skin as I stood up and walked away from the bath. When I was done with everything, I saw a maid bringing an extravagant light pink gown which had white butterflies and flowers decorated all over the bodice as the skirt was quite puffy and pretty. I noticed that Mrs.Hanzah tied the corset a bit tighter than usual. My hair was styled into a formal braided bun as I looked marvelous. Walking towards t

“He was surprised to see Nadi with me.” Rosa did not reply immediately. The sound of leaves being plucked was joined by the popping sounds of the rice cooker as the heater started to boil the water. “Do you like wine, Flora?” Rosa asked all of a sudden, breaking her silence. Flora shook her head. “No, I don’t, Ma’am. Alcoholic drinks tend to make me red in the face and I get dizzy all of a sudden,” Flora replied although she could not see why Rosa asked her the question.

Lady Vita blinks, “Where are your parents?” A flash of something flashes on the little girl’s eyes, but it was too quick that even Lady Vita couldn’t tell what it just was. With a voice stronger than what she used a moment ago, the little girl puffs her chest, staring at Lady Vita straight in the eyes. “Did you not hear me? I have Alpha blood. Make me a Royal Consort!”

"It was really delicious. I enjoyed every serving. I especially liked the choice of wine you made, it must have been quite expensive seeing it's quality. What's the name again?" "It's a nineteen ninty eight Dom perignon rose champagne with about twelve percent alcohol or thereabout. If I was drinking alone, I would have requested for a champagne with more alcohol percentage. Anyway, Seeing as you loved it that much, perhaps I should get you one when we are ready to leave." "That would be really appreciated." I replied. "So where next? " "You will see." He answered with a mischievous smile. I was slowly being eaten up by curiosity as we journeyed to our destination. As if the stars knew how

I opened the door just a few inches and saw a small cardboard box sitting on the carpet with no name and no return address, so I pulled it inside and opened the lid while the others crowded around me to see what was inside. Resting on a bed of white tissue paper was a single rose made of delicate glass and the stem was broken in half so it looked dead and jagged, and I knew immediately that it was a message from Elena Romano because that rose was the symbol of the investment firm we had burned down in Berlin.

"I don't want the grape vines to die." I pitied these vines, which seemed worthless to outsiders. I pitied myself too, who seemed worthless to outsiders. At midnight, Kash sent me home. I stood in the yard for a long time. There were many flowers planted here, almost all of which Jeffrey liked. I picked these flowers in turn and packed them. The tulip was planted after Jeffrey saw the wonderful colors it had. The Daisy, representing purity and love, was brought back by Jeffrey after watching a ballet performance. The Sunflower, with its vitality, was given by Jeffrey when he went to the amusement park.