VELLUM NOIRE Parfum

You step into the dim library just past midnight. The door clicks shut behind you. Shadows stretch across polished wood and velvet drapes. Somewhere, a candle flickers. The scent rises...

A whisper of aged parchment, still warm with ink. Dark plum compote left forgotten on a desk, rich and sticky-sweet. And anchoring it all: black leather binding, worn smooth by countless hands, still holding secrets in its spine.

It’s a fragrance for forbidden chapters. The kind you read in secret. The kind you never forget.

Plum Laced parchment beneath obsidian leather - Lush, Sensual, and Literary