Maestro Novel Tequila Novels & Stories

The tourist exclaimed. "Me too. This seems to be the first,” Dmitri chuckled at the wide-eyed man beside him. “A quick glance at the menu will reveal all the names of the good old classics like The Scarlet Letter, Oliver Twist, The Great Gatsby, etc. Each drink is created with a book in mind," Dmitri added as he showed the interesting menu. "Ah ! They all sound delicious," the tourist replied as he took one of the menus in his hand and studied it. "The one that sounds the best to me is the Don Quixote, which is described as “Azteca D'oro Spiced Chocolate Mocha topped with home-made whipped cream and dusted with Mexican spiced powder," Dmitri revealed.

" I was so embarrassed, I didn't even have the right words to say. Fuck! Richard will chew me up. This mouth of mine..when do I learn that everywhere isn't a courtroom. "My name is Maestro, what's yours?" he asked, extending his hand. I sure as hell aren't telling him who I am. So what do I tell him? "I...." "Mastero,” a voice from behind called him. He turned to a young lady, she whispered something in his ears, he nodded, she smiled and walked away. "I'm so sorry I have to be excused,” he said , “but we aren't done here. Please don't leave, I want us to talk some more.

He wanted to hear her calling him master again and again. “I see. Where is Stella?” He asked as he slide one hand to hers and took her tiny cold hand in his large warm ones. Her hands were freezing as she was washing dishes with ice-cold water. “Who Master?” Rafael hid her cold hand in his large one so he could warm it. He looked into her eyes and tilted his head to the side a little. “Stella the old woman who gave you food. Did she? ” Rafael suddenly frowned asking her if Stella had given her food as per his instructions or not.

I looked her over, anticipating a great view, but she had her legs demurely crossed. Robin sprinkled some salt on her hand, licked it and took a drink from the bottle. You could see the surprise on her face. "Wow! That's the best tequila I've ever had. I swear it's like a single malt scotch!" "El Tesoro Anejo, it's been sitting on my shelf for the last three years. Not the best but pretty damned good." I informed her.

Yes, in his line of work, he received many gifts. “Wine with dinner,” Mia said. “I’ve had my quota of tequila for one night.” “You’re still standing,” Rei said. “That means you haven’t reached the limit.” “Vino,” I said to the waiter, “para mi esposa. Tequila para mí.”

zeke called out rushing to maestro with a phone in his hand again “ another call for you” maestro looked at the caller id written on the phone screen and his eyelids widened in disbelief of the caller . there had never been a more inappropriate time to receive this call but he knew he had to do so all the same. He quickly grabbed the phone from zeke and left the room with it . He stepped out to a corner and once he was sure he had gained enough silence and privacy for the call , he tapped the answer button and raised the phone up to hiis ears to speak “ hello mi amor” he now raised the mask up to his nose so his voice would be audible “ how are you doing. I have been expecting your call all

Oh… Perfect time to eat - she thought with her eyes focused on the tray amd not ready to take notice of the lady's appearance. She could tell how delicious the meal would be just with the salivating aroma coming out already. "Master asked me to give this to you" the lady proffered the tray to her as she collected after muttering a low but audible "Thanks" She cared less and ate to her satisfaction and belched loudly after drinking a lot of water. Ugh… Time to do some sight seeing… *

Maia looked at Elena and the coldness in her smile intensified, “Aren’t you supposed to give me a glass of Lamenting Raven? Why did you swap it for the Pinot Nuage, which has a higher alcohol content? “Didn’t Errol tell you that the Pinot Nuage is a family recipe? However, the better part of the recipe was lost and it was re-released after I perfected it again. No one’s more familiar with its scent than I am.” Elena’s eyes widened at once. She pursed her lips and her hands were hanging in midair, motionless. Then, Maia gripped her hands and asked with a smile, “Is this Errol’s favorite wine glass as well?” Elena nodded stiffly. The intense panic on her face was plain to see. Maia’s grip on h

Madam Genelia bowed in respect to which the lawyer brother smiled a little and nodded with his polite attitude. Master Mateo again looked over to his younger brother sitting on the couch before approaching him and settling himself beside him casually the next second. "Off to work?" Master Alejandro questioned before reaching for his untouched glass of expensive scotch which he served for himself. But as his woman snatched from his hold earlier he lost his intentions to consume it too. Offering the very same round which was suppose to be his, to his attorney brother. Master Mateo accepted the drink blankly before shaking his head.

she sounded apologetic and nervous. Kate chuckled and Opula shot a contagious brief smile which dimmed back to a frown. “We are both saying the same thing, chef. You are so used to poverty and pressing needs that you don’t value tequila. Don’t you know tequila will steal away your sorrow?” she placed the glass close to Salsa, “Whenever you are ready you can drink up, it is yours. Why are you here, chef?” Opula sat down, legs cross as she smiled at Salsa, who seemed to be lost within her gloom.