Espresso-x Novels & Stories

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.'

She said to me as we both left and walked back to the coffee room “So dear this is how it's done, we will only be needing one shot of Espresso and then brew it from this machine just like what I'm doing right now? Then go over to getting some ice cubes from this refrigerator and pouring some cubes in your cup, then pour then Expresso into the cup then add water into the cup and stir, we won't be needing sweetener since the Alpha do not like it, and boom ice Americano is ready? Hope it's easy” “Yes my lady, thank you so much” I bowled and took the coffee from her, I was already leaving when I heard her calling me

Katherine handed Page her cup of coffee as she got into the car beside her. A waft of its sweet aroma danced around her nostrils, causing her to beam. What would I do without her, she smiled. In her hand was exactly what she needed. A cup of Nitro cold brew. She had made it a venti with sugar-free vanilla syrup, mocha sauce, an extra splash of oat milk, caramel sauce-lined cup, three shots of blonde espresso roast, cinammon powder on top with no whipped cream. Page was stressed and Katherine knew that at that time of the day, the higher Page's stress, the more caffeinated her drinks had to be.

she announced with a dramatic flourish. I laughed. "You're still calling it that?" She nodded enthusiastically. "Of course! Espresso to wake you up, caramel to sweeten your day, a dash of cinnamon for that extra kick, and oat milk for the smooth finish. Perfect for number crunchers like you." Moments later, Lila slid the steaming cup across the counter. The aroma was intoxicating, a combination of strong coffee and sweet caramel. "Here you go. On the house," she winked.

I approached the table of 'Kings pack'. Tristan smiled at me mischievously and winked. I placed his 'cafe latte' with 'apple pie' in front of him. But I didn't know where to place 'long black Americano' and 'double Espresso'. "Miss Money! You can give the double Espresso to me and Noah over here." He said, pointing to a stiff guy. Hmm! Gamma is Noah. I placed their order in front of them. So the long black Americano is for 'Alpha king' just like his demeanour.

I blurted, pinching my nose shut. Xavier didn’t even look up from his monitor. I followed the scent and spotted the cup. Matcha. God, I hated that grassy shit. “You shouldn’t be drinking that matcha crap,” I complained. “It smells like a lawnmower had diarrhea.” He still didn’t reply.

The attachment was titled: Alpha Jeremiah’s Preference Manual. I clicked it open, expecting a brief list of allergies or meeting styles. Instead, a massive spreadsheet filled my screen. I saw words like ‘vanilla’ and ‘cinnamon’ and ‘dark roast’ scattered across the cells. I realized I was looking at a technical manual for a cup of coffee. The instructions were intense. It wasn't just about the beans. It was about the temperature of the water, the exact ratio of cream to sugar, and the fact that it had to be hand-brewed. No machines.

Trying to refocus, she said, “By the way, how’s your coffee training going? Did you follow what I told you about the beans? To make it taste better?” “Yeah. The coffee is good.” She blinked at his answer. Isis would’ve joked. He would’ve asked again. He would’ve, No. This wasn’t him. Still, she forced a smile. “Good. Go back to work. Don’t tire yourself.” He smiled back. “Sure thing.” When he turned away, Xanthe stared at his back with a heavy thought. The real Isis, the one who called me, knew I used coffee powder. Not beans. He should’ve teased me about it.

I think this will do. " Oh yes yes.. I am sorry." She apologized but spoke anyway. " You seem to have very little knowledge about Coffees, don't you? Well, I'll tell you a few things about this coffee." She spoke as she began to prepare it. " To make a Piccolo latte, you add one shot of espresso in an espresso cup. Just like this." She showed me the cup and the espresso before taking a shot. "Add steamed milk and a small amount of micro-foam to help reduce the strong and harsh taste." She explained.

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