Novel & Cerita Roses And Champagne Zig

I turned, vision hazy, to find him. Tall. Broad-shouldered. Dark eyes that seemed to strip me bare in a single glance. He leaned against the counter like he owned the place, like nothing in this world could touch him. “Don’t ask,” I muttered, slamming the empty glass down. His mouth curved in a knowing half-smile. “Betrayal leaves a scent. I can almost taste it on you.” My laugh broke on a sob, ignoring his words. His jaw tightened, but he said nothing, only signaled the bartender for water. When I reached for another glass of whiskey, his hand caught mine. Warm. Steady. Commanding.

A hope. Evelyn clapped her hands together, the sound sharp and decisive. "Right! Tea is inadequate. We need champagne! Well, I need champagne. Sophie, darling, Marguerite makes a spectacular alcohol-free sparkling elderflower concoction. You’ll adore it." She moved towards a discreet intercom panel hidden behind a giant monster leaf. "Marguerite? The ’09 Dom Pérignon. Immediately. And the special elderflower for Sophie. We are celebrating a seismic event!" As she spoke into the intercom, Damian drew me closer. He slid his arm fully around my waist, his large hand settling possessively over my lower belly.

“Jas!” “Huh? What’s up?” He looks at me starry-eyed. “Jasper, do not leave this bar with these women. I don’t want you to end up in the belly of a cargo ship headed to Goddess only knows where.” I eye the collars disguised as choker necklaces the twins are wearing with tiny red blinking lights. The three of them are not paying attention to the warning. I catch the bartender’s attention and pass her my credit card. “Champagne for our beautiful friends here. A bottle… Dom Perignon Brut Rosé, if you have.”

"Wrap up 99 champagne roses for me right now." Champagne roses were once my favorite roses. When we got married, Ethan had filled the wedding venue with vast seas of champagne roses. He had made passionate vows to me in that sea of flowers. "Elena, in this lifetime, I'll only give roses to you." Now he was secretly giving 9,999 moonlight roses to another woman. I shook my head, finding it utterly ironic.

Using this auspicious festival, I wanted to wish for Chaz’s soul to rest in peace. Amor was constantly looking at the map of the kingdom he had got when we entered the borders. The roses were unique. Half black and half red. Was that naturally possible? I didn’t know, but their fragrance was sweetly rosy, like the flowers had bloomed on an eclipse. “Zeve, wait!” He stopped near a stable. “I will sell this horse.” “Why?” I asked, confused. “You will not ride it, and I am not riding it with you under any circumstances. So it will only be a burden.”

Kian smiled slightly before he said, “It would be my pleasure.” After that, he immediately called for the waiter. “Bring me two bottles of your best Aces of Spades champagne.” The Aces of Spades champagne sold for more than twenty thousand dollars a bottle in the bar, and it could be easily called the most expensive champagne in the bar.

"This is incredible." "Dom Pérignon Rosé. One of my favorites." Alexander's eyes never left mine as he drank. I would never have tasted anything so delicious if I hadn't met Alexander. Marketing executives on my salary didn't exactly splurge on a hundred-dollar champagne. "So," I said, setting my glass down, "do you bring all your dates to secret restaurants perched on mountaintops?" Alexander's lips quirked upward. "What makes you think I bring dates here at all?"

Whatever was happening between her thighs , I could feel it in the air : electric, untouched, mine for the taking. Twenty-three and never had a man. I could smell the innocence on her like expensive cologne. “Yeah, you seem to have no idea what you were drinking the first time,” I said, then faced the bartender. “Bring me a bottle of Dom Perignon Champagne and for the lady a bottle of Armand de Brignac Ace of Spades Champagne .” His jaw hit the floor. “Please give me five minutes, Sir. I’ll have to call my manager for the key.”

༒ ℜ𝔞𝔣𝔣𝔞𝔢𝔩𝔢༒ The meeting room smelled like cigarette smoke, whiskey, and tension. The kind of tension that settled into the walls long before anyone walked in, heavy and stale, impossible to ignore.

Finally, when Lily and Lucas reached the frontmost of the venue, the host next to them announced, "Let us all give a warm applause to our newly wedded couple, Lily and Lucas Thompson, together with their son, Aiden!" Applause filled the air before the host declared, "And now the party officially begins! And there is no better way to start this party than to taste one of the best champagnes in the world, a 1947 Louis Roederer Cristal Brut!" Gasps filled the air, especially those who knew the champagne brand, for each bottle was said to cost over seven thousand dollars! "Of course, to pair with quality champagne, how about getting a taste of an Almas Caviar, served with twenty-four karat flake