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If he had to walk away, he would. “Oh my God,” she squealed and Brian looked over at her. “I have to get some of these!” He walked over to see what she was looking at and nearly choked. “What the hell, Jon?” he asked, looking over at his friend. Jonathon smirked at him. “It’s part of our ‘Too Hot to Handle’ line.” “They’re chocolate cocks,” Brian blurted out. “They are,” Jonathon confirmed, “with chili-flavored cream centers. Very popular with the Hen’s party crowd.”

"Drink it. You look tired, and we both know you need the caffeine to deal with my literary insights." I stared at him, marveling at the sheer confidence radiating from him. He wasn't threatened by Atlas's money or his grand gestures anymore. He knew his own worth, and he knew what he was fighting for. I reached out and picked up the latte. I pulled the plastic tab back and took a cautious sip. The sweet, rich flavor of vanilla and perfectly roasted espresso flooded my senses. It was exactly how I liked it—comforting, strong, and completely unearned.

Hayden curiously questioned his brother. "Did I get you the wrong thing? I just..." Before I could finish, I was stopped as he put up a hand in the air, drinking the chocolate mocha. "There's no need, Lily," he responded to me. "The other day, I had a very tasteful chocolate at my pleasure. From then onwards, I've been craving more ever since. Hence, one of my reasons for the chocolate mocha. It's the best thing I've ever had, and I only want it from now on. Its taste is exquisite. Once you've had a taste, you won't want anything else. That's why I've decided that my throat will only suck on more of that chocolate," Hunter told Hayden, taking in a mouthful of his mocha.

He brandished the thing that seemed to look like a chocolate bar in front of my face. I gave him a deadpanned look. 'Seriously, a chocolate bar? Death by cavities?' He was out of his marbles. What on earth could a chocolate do? He smirked. 'Look closely. It's not an ordinary chocolate.' I peered closely at the packaging. 'Chocolax.' I said. He nodded. 'It's a laxative in a form of a chocolate. Pretty much popular for girls who wanted to lose weight without feeling the guilt.' Now I'm confused. What was he planning about to do with the laxative? I frowned. 'Your point being?' I asked.

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“You're already hot.” Her compliment made him laugh as they walked to the kitchen. From there, Carter went to the cabinets and pulled out the cups and prepped the espresso machine with the cocoa pods. It hummed to life, frothing milk and heating the water. It wasn't long before Carter handed her a steaming mug of perfect hot chocolate. She took in a deep sniff and let out a ragged sigh of pleasure as she took a sip. “That's basically orgasmic,” she said, taking a deeper and longer sip.

That could be to my advantage. “Thank you,” I said, taking a seat on a couch. Walter walked carefully towards the couch on the other side of the table and sat. Soon, Renda and Grace were seated on either side of me with steaming cups of coffee and hot chocolate. I glanced at Renda and smirked. “I didn’t know you had a sweet tooth.” She wrinkled her nose, “I… have a weakness.” “Cocoa Madness is the best hot chocolate on the market,” Walter said, his voice taking on a gentle and warm tone. “Special blend. Most don’t know we do more than sell cannabis blends and eatables.”

I heard her mutter and so did Brain who laughed. “We have an espresso machine and Nala is a super barista, she can make you one,” he told her. She turned red knowing we heard her. “I will just have peppermint tea, no you know what let me have a peppermint latte.” Nala smiled and poured a hot cup of brewed coffee in my cup. HS e laced a hot steaming cup of hot chocolate topped with marshmallows in front of Brian. “I will not be surprised if that is made with real dark chocolate,” Sierra said pointing at Brian’s drink.

Matteo disappeared into the pantry and returned with a tin of cookies, setting them down on the table. Hot chocolate and cookies. At three in the morning. The smell of cocoa filled the air, rich and creamy. Luca stirred the mixture with a practiced hand, even humming softly under his breath as he did. “You know,” he said without looking up, “When I used to have nightmares as a kid, my mom would make hot chocolate. Always said you couldn’t have bad dreams and chocolate in the same night. Some nonsense about it being magic.” Matteo gave a short laugh as he opened the cookie tin. “Yeah, and since I was always sleeping over, I got included in the cure too.”

“Out of the eighty customers that reviewed, sixty one are positive. Seven are neutral, and the rest are negative. This is better than I expected. We might have a winner.” Fresh boxes of these chocolates arrived in the morning when Lucia opened the cafe. After reading the note that Adrain had written, Lucia started distributing the chocolates for free. “When the feedback count reaches 300, I’ll send a reply,” Lucia thought as she chewed on the chocolate. “This is my fifth one. I noticed that this chocolate is easy on the throat. That’s not easy to achieve. How did they prepare this product?” She looked at the chocolate cover. After seeing Elena's name on the cover, Lucia smiled.