Coffee Prince Novels & Stories

The coffee made there weirdly reduced his stress. Reading a newspaper, he waited for his order. The beautiful designs which he often sees on the coffee mug disappeared, making his day further dull. The coffee's smell was also different from his usual one. "Where is the design on my coffee?" He scowled like a little boy at the waitress who brought him the beverage. The young girl shivered in her legs at the harsh tone of the CEO. Their tiny cafe on the footpath beside the street was opposite the multinational firm. She may possibly lose her job because ninety percent of their customers came from the Pfizer group of industries.

Besides the bed, there is a desk with a computer, a television, and a large table in the middle of the room; Hugo sits there and invites Jefferson to sit with him. Jefferson sat across from Hugo, who was opening their drink, handing him the glass along with a paper straw that would soften a few hours. "I bought you a frappuccino with extra whipped cream. I hope you like it." Jefferson just nodded and drank it. He likes almost all types of coffee, and as long as the smell of the coffee still can refresh his eyes, Jefferson will definitely like it. While Hugo sipped his drink, from its color, it looked like he ordered matcha. "It tastes good, right?"

My first customer walks in just on time. “Welcome to Ame’s Chocolate shop, how can I help you?” I ask the customer without looking up. “Charlie said to come back the next day for the cake, and that’s today.” I look up and see the customer is the winery’s boss. And he looks less rude than the last time I saw him. Stan’s POV

he teased causing her to burst into fits of laughter. "That's smart of you though." "See?" He said still smiling just as the waiter placed their order on their table. George was having just hot espresso with whipped cream toppings. Sarah quirked her brows at him, "are you going to have only that? You wanted to eat." He nodded, " yeah I was. Don't feel like eating any more though, so i'll just go with coffee." He raised the cup slightly up before taking a sip, humming in pleasure as his eyes met her amused expression. This was a side of George that she never saw. A side of him that she never knew he had as though she actually knew a thing about her 'crush.'

His secretary can only heave a sigh and retreat, even if his boss treats him kindly, and even better than most, he was still someone he should never offend, so he can only listen and do what he asks. Preparing a cup of freshly brewed Jamaican Blue Mountain, it is grown on top of the Blue Mountains of Jamaica, this is also one of the most expensive coffee in the world. There's only a limited amount of Blue Mountain coffee beans produced yearly and half of it is directly delivered to Augustine Kings who uses the coffee for personal use, or to his chain of restaurants. Placing the cup of coffee on a ceramic gold tray with pure gold handles on its sides. Surely if anyone knows how much a simple

Trying to lead him to find out something he and Henry Nosrevi have in common, I open the lid of the cup and take a sip of the coffee. Seeing me doing it, Jamie follows too. He opens the lead of the cup and takes a cautious sip. Just then, as I was expecting, Jamie’s face turns brighter when he drinks the coffee. Pretending to have no single idea about what just happened, I strike him with a blank face, “What is it?” I asked. Looking at the coffee cup, Jamie mentions, “Ristretto. It’s my favorite type of coffee.” Right, ristretto. That’s what I made you drink, Jamie.

Sharon asked, Henry laughed, amused by their curiosity. "That, my friend, is a coffee maker. It brews a delicious and energizing beverage called coffee. Would you like to try some?" Henry asked, The creature's eyes widened with intrigue. "Coffee? Sounds fascinating! I would love to taste this new concoction." the prince said, Jessica, who had overheard their conversation, joined in. "I'll make you a cup right away. It's a quick and simple process. Just watch this." Jessica explained,

I look over to Marco for help but he’s too busy on his phone to care about anything. “ I’ll even get you lunch,coffee maybe dinner.” He says “ Only of you do something for me. You have to completely submit to me . You have to mine and only mine.” I look at him with the most devilish smile I’ve had in a while. “ I’m gonna tell you the same thing I told you the last time you said that. You have to earn it.” “ Of course little princess.” He says with a smug smile like it’s easy to win me over.

It would be nice for relaxation and business meetings just like her restaurant. She looked at the names of the coffee in the menu book and the different foreign names made her frown in confusion and her futile attempt to pronounce them in her mind. There was koffee de lux, cuffi, African cafe, nes koffee. These were the ones she could pronounce in her mind without difficulty. They must be as sweet and nice as their names. Although she doesn't really like cream in her coffee, she might try one of these with cream today. The thought of the taste already made her salivate.

I continued pestering him. "D*mn no!" he sniffed as if he had a fever and was still massaging his throat. "Oh? You don't like it, either, sir? How about chili-Mansi flavor? It's like Pancit canton! Let's try the chili-Mansi flavor in your coffee, Sir—" "The first one. Just the very first one you made, brew, and bring it to me now! Your first blend would be fine! Quickly!” I took the cup and grinned as I left. Too many demands and yet he was already actually alright with the first taste of coffee I brought him! Hmmp!