Caleb Coffee Bulge Novels & Stories

"I’m assisting my wife with the foundational logistics of her firm." Caleb let out a long, weary sigh, shaking his head. He pulled out the fourth chair and sat down, glancing at Julian, who looked like he was praying for a quick death. "Julian, buddy, if I were you, I’d take a coffee break. A long one. Maybe in another ZIP code." Julian didn't wait to be told twice. He scrambled away with a muttered excuse about 'measuring the conduits.'

He handed Caleb a cup of hot chocolate, and the latter glowered at him, “Do you perceive me as a kid? Tsk, I said I want coffee,” “Caffeine is not good for you, kiddo,” Cohen flicked his finger on Caleb’s forehead. Caleb growled and smacked his head with the paper he was holding. “Tsk, that hurts!” Cohen complained. Caleb was about to hit him again, but a woman arrived from behind Cohen.

“Vanilla.” Sheila stared at him like he’d lost his mind. “I’m sorry, what?” “The smell of vanilla,” he insisted. “It’s intense.” I looked at Sheila. She looked at me. Sheila groaned. “Where have you been, Caleb? And what exactly did you drink before coming here?” “I didn’t drink anything!” he protested. “I’m serious. It’s everywhere.” I opened my mouth to respond when the door opened again. Blaze stepped in, shoulders tense, jaw clenched. He shut the door firmly behind him and immediately growled.

Now, when it's almost time for bed, I'm trying to focus on N*****x and the piece of ice cream I have in my bottle cap, but. Caleb is working out further away from the TV. He is standing up, curling weights shirtless. A sheen of sweat coats his tanned body. His ass is plump inside his boxer briefs, and I'm trying so hard not to look, but damn, he is hella fine! Caleb chuckles. "You know, even if you're tiny, I can see that you're looking at me, Teacup." A maddening blush burns my face. "I'm totally focusing on the TV... I love watching Iron Chef!"

He’d be my partner now if he hadn’t messed up a couple of nights ago. Caleb is the type of guy who’s been scrawny his whole life. He is the target of many office bullies, but he handles himself well. I’m sure the office isn’t the first place where he’s been the brunt of a joke. “Boss wants to see you before you go home," A blond yells at me from the doorway of an office on the right. “Gotcha," I say, turning back to Caleb. He just shrugs his shoulders.

“Stealing from the teachers’ lounge again?” I shrugged. “The coffee goes to waste in there. It gets burnt by the time you all finish your coffee you brought from home. Do I need to finish this before I sit down or…?” “Yes, you can’t have anything at your desk.” Sighing, I sipped the coffee by the door and the trash can. I realized belatedly that Caleb wasn’t in the class anymore. “Where did my brother go?” “Not sure. He was a little upset about what was going on, but I’m not sure why. After I explained it to him, he just stormed off.”

"Sir, here is your espresso." The waiter put the cup of coffee in front of Caleb on the table with a big smile and then glanced at Tia to serve her order. The next, "And ma'am, here is your Iced Cold Coffee. Please enjoy." He bowed and returned with a tray in his hand. Caleb looked at her and asked, "I don't understand why Mr Gil is giving me this kind of opportunity?" He was talking about a partnership. Tia held his hand lightly and spoke rightly, "Caleb, are you not happy? That my Uncle tried to help you at this level?"

After all, when Automobile Maestros faced a financial crisis, it was Caleb's underground fighting ring that funded them. Caleb was his boss, his deity. He would not dare offend him and had to watch his every word and action. Nonetheless, Mr. Ziegler was content with this arrangement. Everyone wanted to work with such a person. Automobile Maestros became a top luxury car company largely thanks to Caleb's guidance back then. Not to mention, he was barely 20 years old at the time.

Caleb was seething and his anger was always a blind rage, he would not recognize anyone. “Caleb, leave her alone. You might crush her.” Gabriel scoffed. Caleb only realized what he was doing after Gabriel talked. It was very true that he could crush her. His figure was huge and he was built with more muscle than fat. If he moved into her more, her bones would crumble.

“Are you serious?” “Yes, I am serious. There was so much traffic on the website that it could not handle the load and collapsed.” Rosalyn jumped up from her seat and ran towards Caleb. She engulfed him in a bear hug. She was so happy. Caleb was happy seeing the relief on her face. He will be d*mned if he let Chanel or anyone ruin it. “As a CEO of the Caleb Group, I am announcing a party to celebrate the success of the product.” Caleb is giving an announcement to his employees. “Take the rest of the day off. You guys have earned it.”