I never saw his face. I only breathed him in.
He passed me once—on a crowded platform, just long enough for the scent of his cologne to reach me. It wasn’t just a smell. It was a memory I’d never lived, a heartbeat I’d never heard. And in that one breath, I fell.
Now I chase a ghost made of fragrance and fantasy.
Friends call it obsession. I call it fate.
He doesn’t know I exist. But I’m about to change that.
A story about the chemistry we can’t explain, the strangers who leave a mark, and the magic of falling for someone who may not even be real.
"A hauntingly sensual slow-burn romance that lingers like a scent in the air long after the final page." “Just His Cologne: A Feeling I Couldn't Touch” is a masterclass in quiet tension and emotional depth. Lila Penrose is a heroine that redefines strength—soft, sharp, and quietly seductive in her climb through uncertainty. Rowan Vale, the enigmatic CEO with walls made of steel and scent, is the kind of male lead who doesn't say much... but every glance tells a thousand stories. This book is not just about attraction—it's about control, timing, and what it means to yearn without breaking. With Los Angeles as a glittering, untouchable backdrop, the author crafts a romance that doesn’t shout—it breathes. It waits. It aches. Prepare for slow glances, tightened jaws, internal wars, and a heroine who turns from curious to commanding. An intoxicating, elegant romance that proves the strongest chemistry often lives in silence—and sometimes, love finds us through the smallest traces… like cologne in the wind.”