Novel & Cerita Rose And Champagne Book

And since he was very tall, Layla was almost lifted off the ground. "E-Eric… let go… I can't breathe…" Eric looked down at her, his handsome face gradually souring. "Did you forget, Layla, that the perfume you're using is Avril's favorite scent, with the main ingredient being rose oil? I bought her many bottles of rose perfume in the past because of how much she likes the scent of roses. I'd just forgotten about it later on…" Eric suddenly let out a self-deprecating laugh. Indeed, he'd forgotten too many things.

"I'm not saying you have to use my suggestion, but at least think about it. Okay?" Giving a brief nod, Esper smiled. She was lucky to be blessed with such great friends. "I'll think about it. And if I decide to follow through, I will alert you with 'Code Rose.' Is that fair?" "Plenty fair." Saffron stood up and walked over to Esper's mini-fridge and pulled out three dark green glass bottles. "Now enough of this pity party. It's time to cut loose without any boys around." Appreciating the shift from the conversation, Esper excitedly stood up and skipped over to her stereo. She scrolled through her iPod and selected her 'party' playlist. Upbeat music blasted through the speakers, uplifting the

CHAPTER ONE VANESSA'S POV The strong smell of food wafted up to my nostrils persistently, though I was feeling hungry, I didn't just have the appetite to eat anything. "Bon appetite." the chef clad in thickly starched white uniform said cheerily to me. I beamed him a bright smile and nodded slightly, as a dismissive gesture. My gaze wandered to the different assortment of food laid out on the table, ranging from bacon, eggs...scrambled eggs, a very thick greasy looking omelet.

"Your face said plenty." Before he could respond‚ a door at the front of the cabin opened and two servers stepped out. They were dressed in matching black uniforms and moved with the kind of quiet efficiency that told me they had been doing this for years. One of them carried a silver tray with two crystal champagne flutes‚ while the other held a bottle that looked so expensive I was afraid to breathe near it. "Dom Pérignon Rosé‚ sir‚" the first server said as he set the glasses down on the marble side table between us. "2006 vintage‚ as per your standing preference."

She found herself studying him in a way she hadn’t before…how naturally power fit him, how the room seemed to orbit around him. Introductions blurred past her. Dante shook hands, his English was clipped but fluent, his tone was edged with authority. Rose gave polite nods when her name was mentioned, but her voice hardly carried beyond a whisper. She was the wife, and wives in this world were decorations, never participants. At one point, a partner smiled warmly at her, pressing a glass of champagne into her hand. Rose curled her fingers around the stem, unsure whether to drink, when Dante plucked it away without a word.

Alessandro said That stung But she nodded politely, the man kissed her hand. Alessandro’s jaw tensed. After the fourth introduction, Rosalie excused herself to get a drink. She needed space, time to breathe. S he made her way to the far edge of the room, near a tall plant "You look like you hate every second of this." She turned, a woman in a gold dress was sipping champagne beside her, smirking Her hair was in an elegant updo and her lipstick was sharp red

She stared up at him, unable to even say yes. He smiled, then took her hand in his own. “Come.” He led her from the kitchen to the large sitting room and sat her down gently on the couch. Going back to the kitchen, he returned with a tray. She watched as he dropped fresh raspberries into a crystal flute. Popping open a bottle of expensive champagne, he poured it over the raspberries then held out the flute to her, watching her with his inscrutable dark eyes. “What is this?” she whispered.

Keeping his mouth shut, he helped lower his mother into a tufted chair just as a waiter came by with a round of champagne. “Oh! Thank you,” Rosie commented, taking a flute off the silver tray. “Ma, you sure you need to be drinking that?” Rolling her eyes, she brought the crystal up to her red-painted lips and defiantly took a sip, keeping her pinky sticking out like a fancy lady. She was in her element and milking every moment. Wasn’t that what life was all about—memorable moments with the people you love? He would undoubtedly remember this moment with his mother looking radiant and

But somehow she begged me to stay. "Stay till one, cause I have some VIP coming in from the port. Two girls didn't come in today. They want at least six girls in." I rose my eyebrows. "Six?" She nodded counting my money. "Yes, six. There booked two champagne Gold rooms. You girls might be in for some real money" Amber laughed behind us. "Yes, we will" I smirked leaning on the counter, and shrugged. "Well, Fine then," I said ordering some fries for myself since I was starving.

“Hah! Looking at this scene! It looks so familiar!” Garrison’s cold eyes skimmed over the red roses on the wall and the candles on the table. “Zachary, do you think I haven’t read The Book of Love? Not only is the whole proposal you just made original lines found in The Book of Love, but the rose and candle setup is also taken directly from the ninth chapter of The Book of Love, which is the ‘proposal’ chapter!” Charlotte was embarrassed, and her face kept blushing and turning pale from time to time.