Novel & Cerita Coffee Letters

"Why not flowers? Or jewelry? Some grand gestures men like you usually make when you're trying to win someone back." I consider the question. Down the hallway, Elena's frosted glass door stays shut. Her name etched in emerald letters. She's in there pretending I don't exist. "Flowers die," I say finally. "Jewelry feels like buying forgiveness. But coffee . . ." I pause, searching for words that don't make me sound completely pathetic. "Coffee is what I brought her every morning when we were together. It's proof I paid attention to the small things. That I—"

As the coffee shop door opens, I hear those same whispers of curiosity… “Is that her…” “He’s already marked her.” I ignore their stares and their whispers, moving to the counter....reading through all coffee flavour possibilities listed on the board. “Coffee? Latte…flavoured, almond milk, one or two shots?” Greta turns to me expectingly. “Shots?” I query, my head shaking with confusion. “Of coffee?” “Just plain regular coffee.” “I’m right then, you didn’t sleep last night.”

]- “Tell Maddox that I love him too.” -[“I will.”]- After wrapping up the call, a sudden awareness sweeps over me, like a cool breeze that unsettles the stillness. My gaze settles upon the half-empty cup of coffee perched beside my laptop. The liquid's warmth long faded. I frown, a sudden unease gripping me. A cup of coffee is a fragment of my routine, a prop in my decisions and responsibilities as a CEO and an Alpha. But now, it seems like a riddle, a forgotten piece of a puzzle I couldn't quite place. My fingers curl around the ceramic handle, the touch cool against my skin. The aroma of the coffee still lingers in the air like a siren's call that tugs at my senses. The liquid inside is a

"But--" "Ah!" Cole cuts me off, holding up a finger, silencing me. "Herbal tea," He smiles, handing me a hot mug of steaming crap. I glance down at the tea and back at him. "What the hell is this?" I question, wrinkling my nose, and Cole smirks. "Decaffeinated tea. It's camomile. It's relaxing." He informs me, and I stare at him blankly. "Honey, if I wanted to relax, I would have stayed in bed. I got the coffee because I need to wake up." I argue, and Cole shrugs while he sips my latte and moans in delight.

Sian complained annoyed. "You never ask,” Aciel answered simply. His right hand then reached out to take the coffee that Eden had provided, and instantly the woman pointed it at a black glass with a gold line in the far right corner. “A special coffee for you, with only a teaspoon of sugar,” Eden told him. Aciel only raised his eyebrows briefly, then took his cup and drank it. "You are the best," Aciel praised after he felt the warm liquid of coffee start to run down his throat.

“Oh, my God. Could you quit flaunting your tits around? I’m getting so sick of looking at yours, I can hardly stand to look at my own. And, by the way, if he hasn’t taken the bait yet, he isn’t going to.” Caroline was attempting to get the point across to two B.S. members, Kelly and Tiffany. I was having a very difficult time keeping my coffee in my mouth. It was threatening to fly out all over my desk, files, and computer screen. There was nothing worse than coffee-stained documents.

But the moment the cup arrived in my hands, her smile froze at the corners of her mouth. … Each cup of coffee came with a specially designed sleeve from Ceres Manufacturing. Printed on them were explicit illustrations of Joseph and Monica’s… passionate encounters. Of course, the disgusting parts were pixelated. The people who received the drinks kept glancing between Joseph and Monica. “Usually, she seems so innocent. Didn’t expect her to play like this.” “Ha, look at mine. It’s heavily pixelated, but anyone who’s seen films like this would know it’s hardcore.”

I could not wait to see what he would come up with. “So, here’s your coffee that I couldn’t give to you since you apparently switched over to the Alpha suite without informing me. I’m wounded, by the way, Kay. So damn wounded,” Matteo said, feigning being hurt. “I wasn’t sure what kind of coffee you drink or if you even drank it, but I got a plain black one in case it was something that you’d like,” he told Maddox. Maddox looked taken aback and stunned that Matteo would have put in the effort to get him coffee too.

- I texted and just like he was waiting for me to text, he replied almost immediately. -“I’m proud of you!”- FLASH BACK Ten years Ago, City Falls. “One cup of Coffee mocha and two cups of black coffee, and double whipped cream,” I wiped the small beads of sweat forming on my forehead as I took the order and proceeded to making it quickly, please remind me again what made me think that this life was an easy life.

Eldifonso said. Foval saluted before he went out of his room. I looked at the cup of coffee that was tempting me. I took the cup that has a lettering of the word mommy and hold it ears not so tight. I smelled it, trying to use its aroma to take away my morning anger. “Uhm. Thank you for sharing coffee with me. I appreciated it,” he said, smiling at me like he forgot all the bullshit he does. “I’m glad about it.”