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The devil with the rose head
She is beautiful and many men turn after her, but still she is lonely, because the great love she has still not found.
Often she dreams of an attractive stranger who comes into her life when she doesn't even expect it.......!
She is a little shy, so it would never occur to her to do the first step with a man.
One day she came home exhausted from work, it had once again been a long and exhausting day and she longed for a bubble bath with rose petals, because she loved roses above all else As she stood in front of her apartment door, something drew your attention.......a light pink rose was stuck on the door handle.
She searched in vain for a corresponding message, but the beguiling scent already reached her nose and she became a little dizzy.
Who was the secret Rosenkavalier? Had he possibly erred in the front door and it was not meant at all?
She took the rose to her apartment and put it in a vase.
Within the next days the vase filled up, because every day of the following week she found a new rose at her door.
Her thoughts revolved only around the mysterious stranger and she was torn between romantic feelings and fear.
On the eighth day there was no pink rose, no, this time she greeted a fully blossoming purple peony, which had an absolutely beguiling scent and completely clouded her senses.
In addition, a small, beautifully packaged package lay on the doormat, a small letter was attached to it.
She opened the envelope with trembling fingers and read the letter:
"Please wear the scent tonight when I come to you, your tender devil".
She opened the parcel and found a beautiful bottle with pink contents, a scent unknown to her, which she sprayed herself with expectation.
For a moment she thought she smelled Rharbarber, but no, it was pink grapefruit with a dash of peach juice, delicious and refreshing.
Quite fast this effervescence gave way to a fine creaminess and there they were, the splendid roses and the peony, which they had been putting into a whirlpool of romantic feelings for days.
A fine woodiness rounded off the scent, a tiny touch of a light suede glove still clung to the bottle that the "tender devil" had previously held in his hands
No one had ever given her anything so beautiful before and when it rang at the door, she already suspected that this could be the beginning of an exciting relationship.............
Often she dreams of an attractive stranger who comes into her life when she doesn't even expect it.......!
She is a little shy, so it would never occur to her to do the first step with a man.
One day she came home exhausted from work, it had once again been a long and exhausting day and she longed for a bubble bath with rose petals, because she loved roses above all else As she stood in front of her apartment door, something drew your attention.......a light pink rose was stuck on the door handle.
She searched in vain for a corresponding message, but the beguiling scent already reached her nose and she became a little dizzy.
Who was the secret Rosenkavalier? Had he possibly erred in the front door and it was not meant at all?
She took the rose to her apartment and put it in a vase.
Within the next days the vase filled up, because every day of the following week she found a new rose at her door.
Her thoughts revolved only around the mysterious stranger and she was torn between romantic feelings and fear.
On the eighth day there was no pink rose, no, this time she greeted a fully blossoming purple peony, which had an absolutely beguiling scent and completely clouded her senses.
In addition, a small, beautifully packaged package lay on the doormat, a small letter was attached to it.
She opened the envelope with trembling fingers and read the letter:
"Please wear the scent tonight when I come to you, your tender devil".
She opened the parcel and found a beautiful bottle with pink contents, a scent unknown to her, which she sprayed herself with expectation.
For a moment she thought she smelled Rharbarber, but no, it was pink grapefruit with a dash of peach juice, delicious and refreshing.
Quite fast this effervescence gave way to a fine creaminess and there they were, the splendid roses and the peony, which they had been putting into a whirlpool of romantic feelings for days.
A fine woodiness rounded off the scent, a tiny touch of a light suede glove still clung to the bottle that the "tender devil" had previously held in his hands
No one had ever given her anything so beautiful before and when it rang at the door, she already suspected that this could be the beginning of an exciting relationship.............
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