Blacklion Vodka Novels & Stories

She questioned out loud from the other side of the room where the bar with the numbers of alcohols was situated. “Sure.” The attorney brother responded with a charming grin. Nodding to which, master Leonardo raised his eyes, smiled too. "The Balvenie, raw for both.” Describing the drink, the eldest brother walked off to get seated on one of the seats on the other side of the hall, with the attorney brother following him and joining with him too. Leaving the throne holder brother all by himself. Master Alejandro then decided to approach the lady of honour, getting on her back. He saw her pouring the same liquor for his brothers just like they commanded.

Ó The two older women each took a sip from their camouflage Vodka lemonade. To the undiscerning eye, it looked like two innocent old ladies were enjoying a cool glass of the lemony beverage on a hot summer day. But as Riley had just busted them for, it was indeed ninety percent vodka with a dash of the citrus drink to add color and some flavor as the two had told him straight-faced when he had the nerve to get into their business.

The two old men and even Lucian and Gavin looked at her. "The Black Pearl Louis XIII by Remy Martin," said Elize The two-man were amazed at Elize. "Impressive." said the old man "It's worth $ 165,000," said Elize "I never thought you're good at recognizing alcoholic drinks. Even without a label, you know it," said Arturo Elize just smiled. "Dad, where's Mom, is she here?" "I don't know, maybe it's in her man," said Arturo "We'll go inside first, dad," said Gavin

"The ancestral liquor in this sector is brewed with wolfsbane extracts to test a bloodline’s resilience, Chika," Lucien muttered, his knuckles turning white against the armrest of his transport chair as the banquet hall cleared out. "My uncles are intentionally pressing the glasses to see if my system can still filter the toxicity. If your core isn't built for heavy tactical sedation, you need to return to the barracks immediately."

“‘Classic Cocktails.’ Aperol Spritz—refreshing drink with a light citrus bitterness, 220 milliliters, 170 hryvnias.” “But… how?” he stared, baffled. “I have a very strong photographic memory. You read that I finished my studies externally, right?” “Yes, but I thought you were just a bookworm…” “No, there was no point sitting and listening to material I could absorb way faster than everyone else. And also— I, Victoria Aleksandrovna Lemeshko, am a certified biochemist, senior technologist, and specialist at Nikolai Koshev’s company. Nice to meet you.”

I watched my brother walking into the room with a big smile on his face, but as looked to see that he was wearing also black sweatpants, plain white shirt, black slippers, and his blonde hair brushed back as if just washed it. “What’s with that look?” “I see that you’ve been pretty busy tonight. I just came from your room with three sexy women naked on your bed. I would think right now you would have a face on content, and not a face that looks like you need to get laid.” “That’s the problem, even having sex with all three of them that I’m still not, what you said content. Would you like a Bloody Marie?” “Where did you get the vodka from?” “Where else than from Dionysus himself, because the

He was recently considered as the number one agent among us but now that Black Dragon arrived… “If you’ll excuse me agents, I will go upstairs now and announced to the customers that we already had a DJ.” Renzo-hyung, I mean, Sir Se7en said before he approached his favorite chair and ascended upstairs. A long silence passed us five there. Then Black Dragon spoke.

He was quite mischievous by nature, after all. Heather chimed in at one side, “It’s so easy to make money while working under you, Director Locke.” As she spoke, she goaded Evan and said, “I would definitely finish ten glasses in a row if I were you.” Evan looked at the vodka with a frown. The vodka had an alcohol content of 40 percent, which was indeed much lower than that of the previous bottles of liquor. However, he really couldn’t hold his liquor. Was he going to drink himself unconscious here today for a pay raise? Still, he didn’t forget to remind Matthias by saying, “I had a glass of vodka just now.”

“But I get to pick the poison.” Shrugging, I begin to follow as he sneakily makes his way through the room toward a cabinet in the back where all the alcohol is stored. Once he is inside, I wait until he emerges with a bottle of vodka and some cranberry juice. “Basic,” I giggle. “But it’ll do.” “This is Bacardi 151.” Marty points out as we head back toward our lodgings. “If this doesn’t put hair on your chest, I don’t know what will.”

She didn't move but watched him intently. He laid his hand on her waist, pulled her closer and bent in, sliding his tongue along her lips. Her breath hitched as he backed away. He looked between the two women; one expecting to have sex, one was unsure of her wants. He knew who would be going home with him immediately. He hated those who expected something from him. He took the blonde's hand, grabbed his bottle of whiskey and walked towards the door. The dark haired woman looked furious but just watched as her friend disappeared with Leo.