Roses And Champagne Characters Novels & Stories

I looked up instinctively and caught sight of myself and my to-be mate in the mirror. My makeup was heavier than usual today, and I looked a whole lot different from how I normally looked—just like the roses that Marcus had especially planted for me in the greenhouse—shy, bashful, and delicate, yet as captivating as ever. Meanwhile, Marcus looked even more handsome than ever in his black haute couture suit. We exchanged glances. And in that instant, we saw the smile in each other's eyes. "I don't want to see them," I said. Marcus nodded at once without any hesitation. "Alright. Then, I'll get someone to ask them to leave."

Rose listens silently as Alexa, wearing a smirk, commands her to bring an iced latte. She narrows her eyebrows, glancing momentarily at Blaze and then back at Alexa. Parting her lips, Rose quietly responds, "I don't think you should ask me to bring you things." Blaze's gaze remains fixed on Rose, observing the interaction between the two. Alexa, undeterred, smiles and retorts, "And I don't think you're allowed to refuse me. Oh, and don't forget the whipped cream."

And the workers who worked with me, all of us with flutes of champagne Christopher insisted we have. “Calling all of us here just to announce he is your boyfriend is a little too much don’t you think.” Rosemary says with a playful raise of her brows. A few people are still tense around her, and she isn’t making it any easier with her cut throat suit and hat, her make up razor sharp. I am beginning to think she likes the reaction of fear people give whenever she is around.

“Blue, indeed. I’m impressed.” Rosalie, having finished talking to her acquaintance, steps next to me with a champagne glass in her hand. “Do you want to go and say hello?” Rosalie looks up at me while taking a sip and deposits her glass on the tray of a passing banquet server before she loops her arm into mine. “Oh, hell yes.”

The girl leaned close, and the boy looked up at her, the corners of his eyes curving slightly. His gaze was full of her. He smiled and pointed to the flowerpot she had just placed nearby. Half teasing, he said, “Then Cecilia is a red rose. Delicate and thorny. Only I can afford to take care of you.” Cecilia turned and looked at the roses Lucas had placed in the room that morning. And tears streamed silently down her face.

She was hoping for him to say something, but he never did. "I guess you're right," Ahankara smiled back, before sighing. "That's just how fate works." She looked at Yashvir with tender eyes and a soft smile. "Flames, no matter how dangerous, always seem to be drawn towards roses." - - - - - -

Kathy nodded instantly. “Very well. Thank you,” Rosalind said. The manager then glanced at Rosalind and Kathy. “Which one do you prefer? Champagne or wine?” “Champagne, please.” Rosalind wanted to try the champagne since she often served it to the customers, but had no chance yet to try it. The manager then raised her hand to get the shop staff’s attention. “Please bring champagne to the table for Miss Miller and Miss Bianchi.” The staff rushed to do what the manager asked. Rosalind and Kathy waited to see the newest collection while being served with champagne. So they sat on a cream couch, sipping the cold champagne.

“I’ve just been busy with work… How would I have any problems with Ruby? You guys are overthinking.” Rose grinned and hugged me, rubbing her upper body against me and looking seductive. She clung to me. The pleasant fragrance of her body made my mouth dry. “Do you want to play a game with me, Master?” Rose opened her mouth a little and showed her tongue. “Do you want to eat me or something else…” She spoke seductively as she looked at me. Although Rose and Ruby were twin sisters, their characters were vastly different. Ruby was reserved and amiable while Rose was fierce and passionate. Yet, they looked like two peas in a pod. There were two kinds of temperaments to one look.

She asks eagerly "Let's get some champagne first. " My face lits up with mischief as I drop my phone back to my mahogany desk. "Champagne? Here?" She asks incredulously "Yes, bestie." I smirk "It's time for celebration." Rosa straightened. "Plan on motion?" She asks "Yes Rosa, everything is falling in place. Thane won't know what hit him."