Unforgivable Woman Perfume Novels & Stories

It was evident that Carol was the one who brought them honor. "Carol, what perfume are you using? It smells so good! I've never smelled anything like it before." "Carol, where did you buy that perfume? I want to get one for myself, too!" Carol was surrounded by the girls. She thoroughly enjoyed the attention she was getting. It was as if she had already become Liam's wife, skillfully managing her facial expressions in public." "This is the perfume from Westwood. It is from their 'Zodiacal Opulence' collection. It's a limited edition, with only 10 bottles for each zodiac sign. I was quite lucky to get my hands on one."

This wasn't the first time she had slapped me with any little mistake I made. “I will remind you if you don’t”, she continued but I was still in shock. “That vase you broke today was gifted by a friend in China and you destroyed it in a day,”Mrs. Walker’s barks echoed through the room. “I will definitely make you pay it back one way or the other”, she smirked. She then tossed over a brown envelope on the center table and began ,“How about you pay me back by delivering this to a friend for me since you can’t pay me back with cash?”

Seeing my lack of response, Jenny grabbed my arm and pleaded, "Landon, I know I was wrong. Can you… forgive me? I can't live without you. Ever since you left, my heart has hurt so much." I had never seen Jenny lower herself like this before. If it had been in the past, I would have immediately forgiven her. But now, seeing her so vulnerable didn't touch me at all. I coldly shook off her hand and left her with a parting remark, "Don't forget to sign the papers." I walked away without looking back. I would not forgive her. Never. Because between us, there was ultimately a life lost.

“I can give you proof.” The crowd’s attention shifted fully to Caitlin as she sized up the Fragrance Garments on stage. She took a deep breath, analyzing the scent. “The fragrance on this garment doesn’t come from natural fabric dye—it’s perfume. I’m aware that you collaborated with a famous perfumer, Odessa, to create a new scent that has been used as the base for your Fragrance Garments.” “That’s impossible! Stop making baseless accusations!” Carmen’s face grew darker, and she immediately snapped at her brother, “Douglas, get someone to throw this woman out! She’s here to cause trouble!”

“The bold notes of our ‘Her’ fragrance reflect the strength of the modern woman—fearless, unyielding. Inspired by the likes of Victoria Lann, a woman who shattered glass ceilings and redefined industry leadership.” A murmur of approval rippled through the crowd. “And for those who carry a quiet kind of power,” she continued, her tone dipping into something softer, “we present ‘Nocturne’—a blend of midnight jasmine and cedarwood, reminiscent of the enigmatic Eve Laurant. A woman whose artistry speaks louder than words ever could.” I listened, detached yet attentive, as she wove stories into scent, matching each creation with a figure of influence, an icon of strength. The audience was captiva

Bitter, sweet, and lethal. The air in the living room felt heavy, saturated with the cloying, artificial scent of Elena’s perfume—a fragrance called 'Innocence' that smelled more like a funeral shroud to me. My mother was still weeping, her hands fluttering over Elena’s face as if she were checking to see if her lost daughter was made of glass or gold. "My poor, sweet girl," Mother sobbed, her voice cracking with a theatrical grief that had been my childhood soundtrack. "To think you were out there, cold and alone, while we were here with... with her."

"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.

A gasp from the crowd behind him caused Damon to turn, and there stood his mate in all of her glory. Eyes the color of fire surveyed the pack as Lisa held her head high, her lithe form radiated power as she proudly displayed her mating mark. It almost bought the Alpha to his knees. With every step, she let her pack know that she was an Alpha, a Luna, and a demi-God, all wrapped up in a beautiful package. She would bow to no one.

Not only did she not apologize, but she turned to glare at her. “Since when did a lowly person like you come here? Her sour lemony voice rang out. She frowned, uncomfortably leaning against the wall, and stood up. Gigi wears a tight outfit that cuts her chest to reveal her collarbone. The bottom is also so short that just raise your hand to see it all. The scent of her perfume was so strong that even a glimpse of it made her nauseous.