The Winemaker's Wife Novels & Stories

I'm afraid that I might accidentally damage his wine. Just as she said, Amelia had never seen her go to the wine cellar. Once, when Liam wanted to drink, May took out a bottle of red wine from the wine rack in the living room. However, Liam waved at her and went to the basement. When he came out, he brought a bottle of red wine. The other warehouse was the innermost room upstairs. Today, Amelia finally saw its entirety. Rare antiques, valuable paintings, and precious supplements—the most valuable things in this villa were inside this room.

, he said "Carefully " Sarah took a step closer, "Michael, she's your wife not just a signature on a contract. You can't keep her in the dark forever. Every day you wait makes it worse,", Her words hit him like a shock"she's not ready,"he murmured. Almost a whisper"she doesn't need to know everything. Not yet ". Sarah shook her head. Not ready? "Michael.... She's already part of this life whether you admit it or not. She's is your wife. The longer you wait the harder it will hit her when she finds out ".

My blood roared in my ears. "Ramona. God, you smell incredible. Bet you've never had anything like what I'm packing. Let me show you what you've been missing." She lay there, eyes squeezed shut, still trying to look resistant. "I'm your wife's best friend... We really shouldn't..." But her body betrayed her. Her legs had fallen open, revealing the damp spot spreading across her white panties. I tore them aside. The sight that greeted me was too much to resist. I lifted her legs onto my shoulders and buried myself between them.

she said with a small smile, “that one.” I followed her eyes. The title was etched in gold against the faded green cover: The Perfect Wife: Grace in the Eyes of Society. Clara sighed. “It was written by the second wife of Mr. Kingston’s great-great-grandfather.” My brows lifted. “Second wife?” She nodded, looking at the distance. “Yes. The first wife… she was said to be very different. Full of life. Independent. People say she died from a disease, but…” Clara trailed off, as if remembering she wasn’t supposed to say more.

Mr Contreras said, keeping his gaze at the road, "But first we need to lose this person." He tilted his head outside to view the rearview mirror. Oh shit! Four biker assassins were still madly on their trail. *** "Madam." The maid called softly to her boss who was sipping a glass of red wine and her gaze focused on the Show on the TV. The maid could tell she wasn't really watching. Mrs. Tocci was probably just trying to get away from her miserable reality. "What now?" Miranda complained, spilling her wine on the white thick rug.

“You know the only thing that’s weird here? Your wife is drinking a 1995 vintage red wine while we gulp these cans of cheap beer.” Belle, as Leo mentioned, was enjoying his glass of wine. Sure, the wine tastes good. It has a rich aroma and a hint of caramel when she tastes, but that wasn’t it. She had tasted all kinds of expensive and delicious food from all over the world, but food only tastes better when with good company. Like she is right now. “Don’t you go there and blame me, Leo. I’m not the one who came here with a bag full of beer when we literally have a wine cellar in the house. And you,” she pointed at Nikolai. “Don’t you dare complain about a headache tomorrow.”

She hissed. She don’t care? Tsk. “Your husband is here in The Elements. He’s so drunk, maybe you want to fetch your husband??” I was suddenly nervous. Waiting for my wife’s answer. “Mara what are you saying?! He is your husband but you don’t care at all?! Did you fight?! I will let him here but what if someone took advantage of your husband’s drunk state?” She scolded her. “Mara!” I can hear frustration in her voice.

"You know your wife can't drink wine for nine months and you are drinking in front of her." "How rude you can be," she made a pouty face and he let out a low chuckle as he called out the maid. "Yes, sire?" Bonnie the maid showed crusty to the couple. "Send all the bottles of wine from my villa to the warehouse," he ordered and she gave a nod, before going out her face was crimson red with a blush. How romantic are they? The lady is sitting on the large lap of her husband and they can't get enough of each other.

"Standing here in front of you all tonight is such an honour and a privilege for me. I am Kirsha Athara Swans-Duffins and I am the only legal woman in the life of Theron Duffins. Tonight, I would like to invite everyone to please stand up as we are going to conduct the toast of victory for our gentlemen." A waiter came to me with a tray on which was placed a goblet with wine in it. I took the goblet. I moved the goblet in a circular motion to make the wine follow the movement. "To my husband Theron and his cousin Herodotus. I am proclaiming success for this business of yours! Cheers for your victory!" "Cheers!" the crowd echoed. I smelled the wine before I drank it. The wine is sweet and sli

She doesn't give up until her last breath and that is why she is the first woman to earn her my respect. I sip a bit of wine, savoring the taste in my mouth. Davinia decided to use the apples we picked the the other at the orchid to make this wine. An atom of jealousy swirls in me at the fact that I'm sharing this wine with the rest of the family. This wine taste greats, it makes me anticipate on how she really tastes. I bet she tastes better than this apple wine and I cant wait to have her to myself. "I'm sure he's thinking about her right now. Look at him" I hear Nikolai comment before he gulps loudly. My mum giggles uncontrollable.