Sirius Chocolate Novels & Stories

Sirius was grinning as he held a cartoon of mango milk. "Hi." He greeted. "You are alive," June muttered. "Don't make it sound like you don't care about me, pup," Sirius said, with a pout, "I bought mango milk." He shook the cartoon, he was holding to emphasize. "I don't care about you," June said as he opened the door wider for Sirius to enter. "Now that just hurts my feelings, pup," Sirius said and headed towards the dinning table and placed the cartoon of mango milk on it, "What if—"

Isaac said and looked at me, ' It is safe for the baby or babies, whatever the case may be," he said and winked. Mason looked at it suspiciously. I saw the gold and hoped it wasn't gold plated silver because we couldn't trust anyone these days. "The Frrrozen Haute Chocolate has got chocolate ice cream that comprises of twenty-eight cocoas. Fourteen of the cocoas are the most expensive, adorned in edible gold. The goblet it is served in contains more edible gold lining in the bottom. On top of that, there is an 18-carat gold bracelet that has 1 carat of embedded diamonds special for your madame," he said and smiled at me. "Does this come in silver?" I asked, and he looked at me funny.

Compared to Astral whose vibe was sinister, Sirius who worked for a powerful organization looked friendlier. “It is you, Sirius.” Astral narrowed his eyes. Sirius glanced at Astral without a word. He kept walking with a fierce-looking group in tow. The group drew close to Kaze. Kaze looked at Sirius and asked indifferently, “Did Magnus send you?” “Mr. Lee.” Sirius smiled and spoke humbly, “My name is Sirius Glitter, an illegitimate child of the Glitter family. I’m the chief of the Viper’s Den’s serious crime unit.”

“I can do that. I think.” “There’s a catch,” Sarah added, her grin widening. “He’s a total snob about it. The chocolate has to be at least seventy percent cacao, the texture has to be just right… even our professional chef here rarely gets it perfect enough for his standards. He says no one makes it like our grandmother used to.”

Even when she returned to the mansion, Ashley was still covered with the same thoughts. She tried to get rid of her friend's whispers in class earlier. But she can't. How come? Sirius Brown is a very handsome young man, a body that men covet and women to enjoy, extraordinarily rich, has great power, in fact he is one of the people behind the scenes in this country. Of course he must have met a lot of women. Whatever the type is, Sirius has met all of them. Ashley also knew about Sirius' work. Not a few of his men were women. In addition, there are more than three big nightclubs owned by his stepbrother. Of course Sirius's association was far above Ashley's.

Then I sat back and relax in the open-air patio. Damn! This is heaven, I've been waiting for this moment since this morning. I slowly draw my cigar and enjoy the fine taste of the tobacco. My brain was busy thinking what did I get myself into. This sugar baby thing was definitely not my style. But I got to save my brother's ass. Me and my morals...Damn!

Serene added. Sydney rolled her eyes. She hates it when someone call out her addiction with chocolate. Only few people know that she couldn't resist chocolate, one of them was Serene. “I need to shoot now. Wait here. After this we'll go shopping.” Sydney excitedly smile at the thought.

No matter what, he had to at least leave with her number and address tonight. He was looking at a shelf of chocolates and didn’t know what to choose. A sales lady saw this and walked up to him. “Do you need any help, sir?” She inquired. There was a frown on Aaron’s forehead as he nodded. “Yes, please. Can you recommend the most delicious chocolate that women love? Something that can make her feel special?” The sales lady smiled and pointed at a section on the shelf. "You can get her a box of Lindt Lindor truffles. They are creamy and very tasty.”

After a moment's contemplation, Sirius removed a black bottle from his pocket. Wayne's expression shifted dramatically. "Mr. Sirius, what are you doing with the family heirloom?" The Monroe family's heirloom wasn't a typical pendant, ring, or token, but this black bottle. Sirius bit his lip. "Go and make the arrangements. I want to host Mr. York tonight." Wayne hesitated, but the acting family head's orders were absolute. He left to invite Frederick. … That night, Sirius held a glass of red wine in the banquet hall of the Imperial Suite.

Their weapons were trained on us, their faces cold and unyielding. Sirius stood under the harsh light, his gaze drifting upward to the night sky. For a long, unnerving moment, he seemed lost in thought, his expression unreadable. Then, his eyes snapped back to me, and a wide, charismatic grin spread across his face. "It's been a while since I was here!" he exclaimed, his voice booming through the ruined room. "Feels too good to be home!"