Bibliotheque de Parfum Secret Chapter

Bibliotheque de Parfum Secret Chapter is a fresh and energetic perfume, a bit salty, warm, very stable, seductive, plume unisex.

Key Notes:

Top Notes: Sea salt, fruit notes.
Middle Notes: Bergamot, iris, lemon, mandarin.
Base: Wood notes, sea notes, musk.

Fragrance Family: Fresh & Citric

Gender: Male
The case when you don't want to tell anyone about the fragrance. Greed. It urges you to keep everything to yourself. Buy all the stock down to the millilitre and store it in your own perfume bunker. No one must ever know about Secret Chapter by Bibliotheque de Parfum. Chic and infinitely attractive. Yours and only yours. A best friend, a crazy lover, a scent that makes you feel electrocuted. You don't want to share these experiences with anyone else.
The perfume is amazing. Sea salt blends with fruity notes at the start. The fusion combination is exciting. Too gently. The heart notes are citrus. Lots of. They do not lose their pungency when mixed with iris. They become only slightly softer. The finale is salt again. Here it is combined with wood and musk. It's perfect. The perfect trail of your perfume, your and only your secret chapter, is unforgettable.
A fragrance that gives pleasure just by possessing it. It is beautiful on the skin. It is shamelessly attractive. Unusual. Nobody else has anything like this. Women like it, men are attracted to it. Secret chapter by Bibliotheque de Parfum is the case when secret emotions just keep trying to break out.

DEDICATED TO HADRIAN: Who swam in the sea.

On a sunny day in mid—July, the whole Greek city went looking for a place by the sea. The whole city had a goal: to find a patch of sand, secluded from other people's voices and eyes, to relax by itself. The whole city eventually succeeded.
Adrian, a young man with the body of a Greek sculpture, swam all day long. He went into the sea, swam, came out. Then again, and so on and so forth. He did not even come to rest, but to train his body and endurance. When he came out of the water, he didn't look around. He was sure that no one was around.
His movements were free and soft. The sun glinted in the drops of water in his hair. The sea waves dried on his stomach, leaving paths of dry salt.
But he was not alone. From above the rocks, the corners of a blue cotton dress were visible. Freckles on cheeks and nose. A bag of fruit and bergamot. ‘What beautiful hands’.
‘I wish no one would call out to me,’ the girl's eyes were stuck to the young man like algae to a rock above the water level, but her body was anxious, shy — she was very afraid that anyone would call out to her.