In Vino Veritas: A Nessian Story MASTERLIST
âIn wine lies the truthâ
Summary: Nesta Archeron is convinced she has everything she wants: a law degree from an ivy, a prestigious job, a gorgeous boyfriend, and excellent taste in wine. However, when she wanders into her local wine vendor and meets a handsome stranger unafraid to play her quick-witted games, she begins to wonder if the life sheâs built is really the one she wants.
Cash Kahukore worked his entire adolescent life to become a sommelier, ignoring the slurs his mixed heritage have always earned him as he fought his way to the top. When a gorgeous lawyer comes in to his uncleâs shop one afternoon, he immediately recognizes a worthy opponent in her. Undaunted by her sharp tongue and possessive boyfriend, heâs determined to be her friend, andâas time goes on and their circumstances changeâpossibly something more.
This a prequel to Navy Suits and Chelsea Boots that takes place three years before. If you love Elriel (and donât mind finding out how this story ends) check it now.
Chapter One: Cheval
âNesta Archeron.â
âCash.â
âPlease tell me thatâs a nickname.â
âAre you always this charming, Nesta Archeron?â
Chapter Two: Ornellaia
âOkay, Iâll bite: why do men like me need women like you?â
âBecause an unchecked male ego is like a landslide; it gathers speed quickly and leaves a mess in its wake. The world doesnât have time to waste clearing your boulder-sized bullshit from the path of progress.â
âDoesnât that mean women like you also need men like me? You canât keep a tongue sharp if you donât have something rough to sharpen it against.â
Chapter Three: Bollinger
Cash gave a sheepish laugh as he looked down at the scuffed chukka boots her wore, and Nesta found herself adding, âSheâs a lucky girl, Cash. The woman you end up with.â
It was truer than he even knew, and harder to bear than sheâd expected. She had a sudden image of Cash in the arms of some unknown brunette beauty, and she felt her hands curling to fists.Â
Chapter Four: Roussillon (TW: domestic violence)
âGive me your phone,â she said, wiggling her fingers.
Dazed, he pulled it out of his pocket and handed it to her. A minute later she was handing it back, her expression resolute.
âThere,â she said. âNow itâs official: weâre friends.â
Chapter Five: Mar de Frades (TW: domestic violence)
She choked on the tears, wincing as she brushed one from her a battered cheek.
âYouâre a good friend, Cash.â
He softened again.
âIâm no more than you deserve. Try and get some rest. I will be here when you wake up.â





















