Asta X Mimosa Novels & Stories

She puffed out air as she tried to look okay. Axel ordered a glass of red wine to go with his meal, while Mirabel opted for a glass of water surprising Axel as he remembered the last time they had gone out for a date. He knew how much she loved red wine, so he was surprised when she asked for water only. As they waited for the food to arrive, Mirabel struggled to keep her mind off her nausea. "Is everything alright, Mirabel?" Axel asked concern laced in his tone as he noticed her pensive expression.

Grayson says taking the glass pieces from my hand and continuing to clear them from the floor. Zac’s concern is etched on his face as he sees the tiny dots of blood on my palm. I smile politely and bow, “Alpha Austin, Alpha Raymond, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” “Congratulations Luna Isla,” Alpha Austin says returning my bow. “Yes yes, congratulations Luna. I sure hope you didn’t hurt yourself just now... Seems the glass may have been a bit..weak” Alpha Raymond says with a wink. I tense up at his words and just smile.

I had said and Xena had smiled. “I have the right person in mind for you. He is also a platinum card holder and the girls love him because of the day he handles them. Wait for a while so that we can get your room ready," Xena says and I am given a glass of Veuve Clicquot, my favourite brand of champagne. I sip on it and I can feel my vagina start to tremble with anticipation. I want it so bad and I can't wait for it to be slapped and filled and sucked and nibbled on.

The room was smelling heavily of the roses and other crushed herbs and wine. She bit her lip. Hooking Sasha’s arm, she walked along with them. Xavier led the two girls further inside. As they walked, Xavier said, “The owner of this place keeps throwing such parties.” He pointed at the bar over which several colored drinks were kept. One of them was a violet wine that was shimmering with golden starry specks and said, “Don’t touch that. The last time one of my friends had it, he passed out for three days.” He gave a low chuckle.

“Would you rather have coffee?” I shake my head and give an emphatic, “No.” The thought of coffee right now makes my stomach churn. “Trust me,” he pushes the glass towards me. “After the morning you’ve had, this is exactly what you need to settle your nerves.” “Is it now?” I raise an eyebrow. “You’re not trying to get me drunk, are you?” He snorts. “No, that would be unprofessional.” I roll my eyes, but I also take a sip of the mimosa. The tartness of the orange juice and the clean crisp effervescence of the fine champagne surprises me. The approval must show on my face because his smile widens.

Her hair falling in auburn waves over her shoulders took his breath away. “ Come on in and make yourself at home. My friend is running late, but he’ll be here in a bit. What can I get you ladies to drink? “ He says as the ladies head into the house. “ Got any Stella Rosa? I hate that bitter witch bitch wine. “ Alicia says, eyeing the immaculate décor. Alexandra rolls her eyes. “ Bonus points if you serve hers with a silly straw. “ “ Hey! “ Alicia pouts. Heather, meanwhile, just chuckles to herself. “A neat Cosmo for me. “

I think you should drink this too, I don't really like alcohol" she said extending her mimosa to him. Allow that already but I don't think you have ever had a mimosa before, trust me you'll like it" he told her and she hesitantly took a sip, and then another or her eyes lit up. "This is so great, this doesn't taste like alcohol at all, it's so fruity" she said while taking big gulps making Alexander stop her. "Easy there, it's sweet but it's still alcohol" he chucked seeing how much she loved it.

Annalise: The sound of glass shattering echoed through the room. My hand trembled as I stared down at the fragments scattered across the floor, red wine bleeding into the white marble like spilled rage. “They went out,” the messenger stammered, looking down at the glass, clearly questioning is own words before saying them. “All day, Alpha Xavier and his Luna. The whole pack knows. He took her to the coast, just the two of them. The guards say…” “Enough,” I hissed.

Allen, who was still writing his final notes, turned to them with a frown. “No alcohol,” he repeated sternly. The room went quiet for a second. “Mocktails,” Max corrected quickly, like a schoolboy caught sneaking candy. “We’ll get him mocktails. Promise!” That evening, the trio walked into a cozy bar just outside the city. The place had soft lighting, mellow music, and a quiet crowd. Max and Felix were true to their word. They ordered a round of Sunset Blush—a fruity, tangy mocktail with pineapple, cranberry, and a hint of lime.

His voice held a warning to them. "Make me." I raised a brow. His eyes widened for a few seconds and then it was back to emotionless Alex. He tugged his hand into his trouser and pushed the door wider. "Get in before I make you. Don't say I didn't warn you. What the fuck did you drink?!" He asked. "Just a little of it. The mimosa was nice but that thing that has a small umbrella and a lemon attached to its side was so heavenly. I could feel my head flying when I took it but I had to control myself so Barbie wouldn't win the fight.