Novel & Cerita The Perfume Collector Synopsis

It was newer and more defined than the others, and I was forced to open it. The interior was heavenly as I walked into it. There were sets and collections of belongings there, but I was more attracted to the bed and perfume collections. I had it in mind to rest on the bed after I do what my mind is pushing me to do… ’using the perfume’. I just knew my legs started taking me there as I unboxed one of the perfumes and sprayed it on my body. It reeks of rose plus orange and dried lily. The smell combo was celestial, initiating a sound of an opened door that led to another room, which I never knew was there.

Time: 10 PM Dress code: Formal(Tuxedos only) On the bottom was another P.S. - Come alone, or she dies. The Obsidian Estate. I knew that name. Everyone in the underworld knew that name. It belonged to a man, a faceless crime lord called The collector. No one knew his real name. The government had been trying to catch him for years, but he was like smoke. Always one step ahead. "This is a trap," Levi said unnecessarily. “You and the collector have bad blood after that failed deal so why would you get an invite if it isn't a trap?”

The heavy fabric falls in a silky sigh around my feet, leaving me in my bridal lingerie, as white, as precious, as useless as a second coffin. He turns me to face him. His gaze sweeps over my body sheathed in lace and silk, without haste. He drinks in the details. The curves the satin concealed. The pale skin in the lamplight. There is no raw passion in his eyes, no devouring desire like Liam's last night. There is satisfaction. Possession. The cold pleasure of the collector finally unwrapping his latest acquisition. — Perfect, he says. He takes my face in his hands. His thumbs trace the contour of my cheekbones, brush my lips. Then he kisses me.

"You're disgusting. Making a smell like that into perfume." I threw the bottle at Sharon. "It was Sharon who gave me this bottle of perfume. I've lost my sense of smell. Not many people know about this, but Sharon knew. "She gave me this bottle of weird perfume, telling me how much it suits me. She told me to spray some on myself during the wedding, saying that it was a respect to Rachel. I sprayed some on me, then she sent a message to Rachel saying that I seduced her husband. "My best friend called me a tramp. The next day, Sharon did the same thing again, causing me to lose my job and my boyfriend.

They stopped showing me a wall of perfume all on a row of shelves that were filled top to bottom with bottles all with different colors and labels. “Wow know that’s a collection.” I said in amaze having to look up to see all the perfumes, there were all so different narrow, skinny, curvy, heart shaped, wide. With unique colors amber, baby pink, coral, lime, etc. “COLLECTION! " Clover screamed offended. “It’s not a collection it’s a legacy.” Oliver stepped in front of the wall flying across it with her wings gesturing her hand to the perfumes. “This is where all the famous fairies make their perfume which determines how their life will be.” Clover said, they held hands admiring the piece of a

He smirked to himself as he made a mental note to thank the person that directed him to the right questions to ask. Alice saw something behind his smirk, she had her suspicion over how he was talking hence the reason behind her silence because you notice a lot when you are silent and simply observe. “You see, Alexander here is also a collector of perfumes but he’s more into expensive and exotic perfumes. When I refused him access to my perfume some time back, he made it a point to get one for himself as well. He has that same perfume in his collection but imagine this, I’m now using his perfume when mine got broken. I had an extra perfume for emergencies like a time like this but it surprisi

The fragrance was lasting and smelled more expensive than the Clive Christian perfume collection that Derick has. I still felt anxious to meet Rhio once more but whatever… Que sera, sera. Whatever will be, will be. I have to give the coats back to him the next day no matter what. The time ticked away and I didn’t notice I’ve slowly drifted to sleep; the coats still tucked within my arms. The sun has not risen that high when I sneaked out to bargain here and there until I got all ingredients I needed at the public market. And my most favorite of all…

It was said that this perfume was used by one of the former Empress of their history, that’s why everyone was willing to bet all their money to get their hands on the valuable perfume. “900, 000 going once! Going twice – “ “Five billion.” A calm voice echoed throughout the venue hall. It was none other than Jean of the Morris family. All at once, the people who wants to get the perfume lowered their respective numbers and stopped bidding. Then the perfume was effortlessly gotten by Jean Pierre Morris. After roughly another half an hour, it was time for a little refreshment. They gathered around in groups chatting about the hottest gossip of the night – the woman who came with Varhen Aczen.

He reached out, his fingers hovering over the book, before his attention was caught by the source of the scent. A crystal decanter of cologne sat on a polished mahogany dresser, its stopper lying beside it. The faint, woody, spicy aroma was strongest here. Min picked up the heavy stopper, his thumb brushing over the cool, cut glass. He brought it to his nose and inhaled deeply.

This scent belonged to Sharon! He had been looking for this fragrance for five years! Panic flooded his piercing eyes. He stared at Tammy and reached out his hand to snatch the bottle of perfume away from her! Tammy stared at him in stupefaction. “Henry?” He placed the bottle of perfume under his nose and took in a deep breath. He fixed a cold and dark gaze on her. “Sienna Newton made this perfume. She’s still in Chester Manor, right?!” “About this…” Tammy did not expect him to know who made this perfume as soon as he got a whiff of its scent.