Maestro Novel Tequila Novels & Stories

“It’s supernatural alcohol. Most supernaturals metabolise alcohol differently, so makkares created a special brew that was strong enough to be effective. And since makkares have normal metabolisms, a little Tezus is enough to mess you up.” “Now this I have to try,” I say with excitement. She chuckles, “I have some at home you’re welcome to, but don’t say I didn’t warn you, it’s stronger than moonshine or absinthe.” “You’re only making me want it more,” I say playfully. “Nothing dissuades you, does it?” She smiles. “Not much,” I shrug. “So, what was your first time like?” She reluctantly asks.

If they weren't surrounded by potential clients, Gideon would have spat the drink at the back of the asshole's head. He looked around and when he caught the eye of another waiter, called him over. Discreetly asking for a scotch. He'd bet his fortune that Hale had ordered them to only serve champagne and wine because the asshole knew how much he detested them. There was a reason he didn't like attending such events with Thalia.

He’d been planning to secure something beyond death, something that meant even if he fell, his empire wouldn’t. I couldn’t allow that at all. Finally I stopped pacing, my eyes falling on the small round table in the corner. A bottle of Don Julio sat there like a waiting friend, its golden liquid beckoning on me. I grabbed it with shaking hands, uncorked it, and poured two fingers into a glass. The first sip burned down my throat, hot and punishingly, just the way I needed it. “Cesare Rossetti,” I muttered under my breath, the name tasting bitter.

As night fell, I received a text message from the CEO: [Rex, may I have a word with you? I smiled slightly and replied: [I'm all ears.]

Selene said calmly. “Dancing,” Nyla repeated. “Yes.” Her pulse pounded. “And if I say no?” “Then you walk away from a lot of money.” There it was again—money. Always money. Nyla glanced across the room. Maestro was watching her over the rim of his glass. Waiting. “All right,” she whispered. Maestro excuses himself from the hall and Nyla follows behind to a small room. ……….. As the door closed softly behind her. Maestro sat in a high-backed chair with one leg crossed over the other. He didn’t speak. Didn’t move. Just watched.

You’ll eat all of those confident words by the end of the summer. They arrived at the desk. Selena, one of his many servers, prepared two glasses of champagne, as usual. She was accustomed to his brother and his games and understood they enjoyed wining and dining their women before honing in to close the deal. “Is this a full bar?” Mia strolled over. Gold lace trailed behind her. She waved at Selena and asked, “Would it be okay if I had a shot of tequila instead?” Tequila? Really? That was not romantic at all.

She had surpassed his expectations once again. "Jelca," Maestro called out, his voice filled with admiration, "come to me, for there is something we must discuss." Intrigued, Jelca bounded towards him, her movements filled with renewed energy. She wondered what Maestro had in store for her this time - his wisdom and guidance had proven invaluable thus far. Maestro's gaze met Jelca's, reflecting a mix of excitement and determination. "My dear Jelca, it is clear that you possess an extraordinary ability to control water. But what if I told you that the dance of speed also flows through your veins?"

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Sinister never thought one day he will have such a beautiful family. Everything came to track and a beautiful one to be precise. Indeed there is a bright sun behind every dark cloud. ______________________________________ So this was the end of Yes, Master finally. The next book is already up on my profile known as “No Master” containing Rafael Hunt and Rose’s story. Don’t forget to give it a try. A story filled with regret, love, dark romance, and redemption. Do remember to like and leave your reviews about Yes, Master. I tried my best to give justice to my characters.

“Open that bottle of Maotai on the corner of the table for Ray and pour him a full glass.” Anaya’s eyes curved into a smile as she hopped over, grabbed the white bottle, and filled Ray’s glass to the brim. “Ray, this is strong. It’ll help sterilize your mouth.” Watching Anaya and Calvin leave the table, Ray grew irritated and took a large gulp of Maotai. The intense, spicy burn was even stronger than whiskey. He turned to Ethan and scoffed, “Ethan, do you think Calvin has been tamed by Adriana?”