Renaissance Discipline by Renee Rose

Author:Renee Rose
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: alpha male, dominance and submission, spanking, domestic discipline, bdsm, spanking romance
Publisher: Blushing Books
Published: 2016-05-27T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

"The Count of Parma, sir," the servant announced Marco's presence to Don Edoardo as he ushered him into the sitting room of his apartments. Tomi was there. He had to firmly shove thoughts of his wife holding the man's cock out of his mind so he wouldn't glower at him. He could get over this.

Don Edoardo and Tomi both stood to shake his hand and then, after the servant had poured them each a glass of Dante wine, they all sat down.

"What brings you here, my lord?" Don Edoardo asked, a bit tightly.

"I have barrels of my first wine to sell. It's not worth drinking on its own, but Lucia suggested you might make a blend with it."

Don Edoardo tapped the tips of his ringed fingers together. "I see," he said slowly. "Yes, I could take them off your hands. I normally purchase poor quality wine at 20 barrels per florin."

"I was thinking five barrels."

To his credit, Tomi did not give away anything in his face or demeanor to reveal he might have had a part in giving away the pricing information.

"Have you brought a sample?" Don Edoardo said, lifting his chin to the terracotta jug Marco had brought with him.

"Yes, of course."

They drained their glasses of Dante wine and Tomi, being the lowest rank in the room, poured a small amount of the Parma wine in each glass. They all sniffed, swirled, and tasted. And puckered.

Don Edoardo looked to Tomi for an evaluation.

The steward swirled it in his glass again. "Purple-red, but clear. Normal viscosity." He sniffed it again. "Closed. Coarse. But of the little aroma there is, it is relatively clean." He tasted it again. "Fresh. Warm." He paused as if listening to something. "Not too short a finish for a young wine. Probably the best wine you possibly could have made with young grapes," he said, addressing Marco, which was a bit bold, considering he was Don Edoardo's steward.

"Ten barrels per florin." Don Edoardo offered.

"Five."

"Eight."

"Six. May I remind you any profit I make will keep your daughters in silk?" He said it lightly, and it might have gone over as a friendly jest, had he not said daughters instead of daughter.

Don Edoardo froze. "Six, then," he snapped.

Marco sat back and waited for the tension to ease.

"How many barrels do you have to sell?"

"Four hundred. I left them in Parma, but I will have them carted to you directly when we return."

"Tomi will draw up a contract."

Tomi stood and went to retrieve parchment and a quill pen from the desk.

He was impressed Tomi could read and write. Actually, he was more than a little impressed with Tomi's wine expertise and demeanor in general, which eased some of his resentment. He swirled the remaining Parma wine in his glass and considered whether it was worth drinking.

Noticing, Tomi brought over the jug of Dante wine. "Would you like to see how it might blend?" he asked politely.

"Yes, thank you." He held out his glass to be filled with an equal measure of Dante wine and swirled them together.

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