Coffee Prince Novels & Stories

The man also wanted to talk to his lawyer for a while. A male barista greeted Camilla with a smile. "Good afternoon, how may I help you?" On the young man's uniform shirt was a name pin on his chest. "Steve". "I'd like two iced Americanos and one mushroom spaghetti, and ah let me remember, what would Kairav like to eat?" Camilla was talking to herself but the girl's gesture remained relaxed. "Ah, yes, perhaps roasted beef," she said then. She who already knew what Kairav's habitual and favorite drink was didn't need to ask her fiancé first.

CHAPTER 174 Nicholas and Noel sat in a coffee shop called Fast Coffee. It was a kind of mid-to-high-end shop, which served coffee as their main menu. The two men sat across from each other. Accompanied by a hot americano and macchiatto, Nicholas and Noel sat down to rest their minds.

"Is this from the Robinsons?" He usually drank Gourmet Arabica and didn't like Excelsa. So, he couldn't tell the difference. All he knew was that the Robinsons made the best Excelsa. Yoel shot him an arrogant gaze and said nonchalantly, "It's from the Hazels." The Hazels made the best Excelsa, and their coffee was way more expensive than what the Robinsons offered. There was a hint of floral fragrance, and the coffee was potent. A single scoop of the beans would cost ten thousand dollars.

She asked, glancing around. “Don’t you bother, Beta Zoe. They made the mess, so they needed to clean it. How do you like your coffee? Espresso, cappuccino, macchiato, marocchino, caffè latte, caffè lungo, caffè doppio … you may need that extra to deal with these two, or maybe a caffè corretto that could also be good to deal with the princes.” Cora rattled off a list of things I couldn’t tell you that made them different.

I looked at Jade smiling brightly at Cleo and realized in time, we may have exactly what they have together, maybe something even better. “Elliott, this coffee is FANTASTIC!” Jade declared after taking a timid sip while Cleo chatted her ear off as we walked through the main entrance to the mall. “Oh, Elliott ordered his basic bitch coffee for you?” Cameron winked at me and I slapped him upside the head. “What a manly hit from someone who actually ordered a pumpkin spice latte a few weeks ago.” “I’m sorry I don’t drink gross bean water like you two! Who orders black coffee from Starbucks?!”

Calista replied, holding her phone firmly while walking out of her portable office in the coffee shop. The coffee shop, named "Cal's Brew," was a cozy and inviting space with warm wooden floors and large windows that let in plenty of natural light. The walls were adorned with local artwork and shelves filled with books and plants. Soft ambient music played in the background, creating a relaxed atmosphere. Comfortable seating arrangements, including plush armchairs and wooden tables, provided a perfect spot for customers to unwind or catch up on work. All this was put in place by Anthony. A sly smile cut across her face; owning something felt right.

My head was throbbing per usual, so I finally decided to climb out of bed and make some coffee. I stumbled into the kitchen to see the Alpha Prince with one of the dark green mugs from the set that Christopher and I had gotten as a house warming gift when we first bought this place. Atleast he wasn't using one of Christopher's mugs, because I might have broken it over his head if he were. "Coffee is made and I went to the store this morning so I bought your favorite creamer, which is actually just coffee liquor. And by the looks of it, you really need it this morning." He said with a chuckle as he watched me.

He definitely was bossy with Sam, his housemate. "Cream, no sugar." "Where is it?" "Around the corner to the right. You'll find it." Funny, but I might have the flip side of the same fetish because it turns me on to fetch his coffee. Grateful for the expenditure of the manic energy that's ruling me, I slip out of his office and make the coffee. It's freshly ground beans from peet's and there's real half and half in the fridge below. I make myself a cup too, and head back, just as his secretary arrives. If looks could kill, I'd be twenty pieces on the floor. "Don't worry about his coffee," I say breezily.

"There's coffee for you, newbie." "Of what use is coffee to me now? It's no good," she muttered under her breath. "Did you say something?" Dominique grinned. "Of course not. I'm grateful for the coffee. " The man smiled and turned to the coffee machine. His smile was scary. Dominique gulped again. He presented a coral-designed cup filled with coffee to the brim to Dominique. That was the most beautiful cup Dominique had ever seen in her life. She thanked the man and started back to her office.

“Also, as boss's secretary, you also need to pay attention to his daily routine. Boss likes to drink Cappuccino, neither too sweet nor too bitter. Every morning when you arrive at our company, just stop at the coffee shop on the first floor to buy and remind them the ratio is okay…” She listened to Matthew speak for a moment, memorizing every word he said. Louis had always liked to drink Cappuccino because it neutralized all tastes. It was not too sweet like Latte or bitter like Americano. If placed with a clear sweet and bitter taste like her, his and her preferences were opposite. She knew his preferences like the back of her hand, that's why she said, no one was more suitable for this pos