Novel & Cerita Choco Latte Webtoon

But, one glance from him, as if he could read her thoughts and see deep into her soul, fixed her in her chair. He reached for the tray of refreshments Eden had forgotten until now and took one of the brightly decorated styrofoam cups, with a Rise Coffee Shop logo stamped to its side, and the word 'macchiato' scrolled in pretty, feminine-like handwriting on the white lid. They had outlets nationwide, mostly in shopping malls, but Eden remembered seeing one in the food court, on the first floor, when she played with the interactive map. She's a sucker for their chai lattes and would kill for one right now, or anything warm really.

But every few seconds, his gaze flicked toward the creative department. And when Katherine smiled into her mystery latte? His lip did something strange. It twitched. Upward. For exactly half a second. Then he cleared his throat, scolded himself internally, and went back to being made of marble. --- Katherine was not an idiot. She noticed the second latte the next day. And the third, which was hazelnut. And the fourth, which was oat milk chai and tasted like autumn made love to ambition. No one confessed.

Blackie: ‘Host…’ （ ﾟДﾟ）’…from where are you pulling out all this crap? Author Note: I have a ko-fi page. So if my work brings you joy and you want to both earn extra chapters for everyone and support my writing, sending a coffee my way would make a world of difference. 😘 ko-fi.com/lucypandora

Thank you for reading Chapter Thirty-One| Past II sad story huh? Love, Coco

THE DEVIL YOU KNOW {Playlist Suggestion: "Copy of a Copy" by Louis Tomlinson} ~CHELSEA POV~ The coffee shop smelled of roasted beans and wet raincoats. I sat in the back corner booth, my hands wrapped around a paper cup that had gone cold ten minutes ago. Across from me, Zoe stared at the number I had written on a napkin. "$2,000 a week," she whispered, like saying it too loud might make the ink disappear. "Chels, that's... that's insane."

Could he? “Chocolate with chili?” The horror. I’d been tricked as a kid into trying a red-hot chili, the one that was shaped like rat poo. “Oh no.” Dante hadn’t said a word since we sat down but had been shoving a brownie in his mouth and washing it down with coffee. “I think he means chili con carne rather than an actual chili, Alicia.” I looked at Clarissa for confirmation that he hadn’t ruined perfectly good chocolate. “He’s right.” His face lit up as though he was savoring a pleasant memory. “But, Alicia, I bet I can convert you if you taste my chocolate cupcakes with chili.”

*You've had two meals in the man's house, he's taken care of you, made you better, yet you still think he'd slip something in your hot chocolate when you weren't looking just because he put it in a paper cup? It did sound stupid, put like that, but one can never be too careful. I was about to say something when a soft chime reverberated through the house. Lucas sighed. "That's the door. Drink up. I'll go get it." Slowly, I put the straw in my mouth as Lucas left and took a step. My mouth was immediately flooded with flavour. It seemed as though chocolate wasn't the only thing in it, I could get the faint taste of honey and something else. This was what nectar, the drink of the gods would tas

he said to me. “I will! Next time! Thankfully, I won’t feel scared to order now” I answered him and we both laugh. ~*~ After a while, I finished eating some portions of the food. I still have remaining food like Lou who just eats gradually. To be honest, I like them all especially the brownies thing. Of course, the caramel macchiato is good and the café latte! Even I ate sweet foods, the taste of coffee didn’t get affected. Lou is busy checking their manuscript. He’s checking if there is plagiarized content on their thesis.

The next morning Chloe got up extra early and threw on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt Kendra had left for her so she wouldn't have to wear her Jon clothes. She was out of the house by seven and headed first to Starbucks for a white chocolate mocha, which she got with skim milk but wasn't sure if that made much of a difference. She then went to see her lawyer. She got to his office just before 8:00 a.m. and sat in her car a minute to send Kendra a text.

Chloe ordered her usual latte and didn't need any snacks to accompany it because she didn't want to prolong the conversation with Leonel. After they sat down and their orders were served, Leonel waited to speak. He seemed to be prolonging the silence, which made Chloe somewhat uncomfortable. "What do you want to talk about?" Chloe asked impatiently. "Is it important?"