Tequila Romance By Milagro Novels & Stories

It was a red rose. As she reached the stage, Fredrick jumped off of the stage. He went closer towards Mira. He knelt down on the ground on one knee and offered Mira that bright red rose. Mira smiled and accepted that rose. He stood up and offered Mira her hand. She quickly grabbed his hand and he took her towards the stage. The padre started saying something they didn't hear at all. They were too busy admiring each other's beauty. They did not care about the world at all. The whole world disappeared for them. They could only see each other. They could only feel each other. Then the time came for their vows.

Talana shivered, and her body instinctively reacted to his touch. “And you look dangerously handsome,” she teased, her eyes sparkling with a mixture of excitement and desire. They settled into the plush leather couch, the dim lighting casting shadows across Massimo’s chiselledd features. On the table was a bottle of Chivas Regal and a bucket of ice, along with a few salted snacks. Massimo poured the golden liquid into two whiskey glasses with ice and handed her a glass. “To us,” Massimo toasted, his eyes never leaving hers. “To surviving Vibo Valentia… and to you completing your training. What else does my angel desire?"

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.”

“to Mila” I laughed and gulped down my drink. I winced as the liquid burnt my throat. We took a few more shots before Olivia was asked for a dance. She left me and I went to get another shot. I had two of them, when someone took my last one. I turned to the person and froze. Even in my drunken state, I knew those eyes anyway, Roman Romero. “Camila” his deep voice said. I looked up at his face and he was mad, there were flames in his eyes. “we’re leaving”

“You are absolutely stunning. With or without showing skin. Never forget that, sugar tits” I snort at her last words. Her peptalk started so well. She just had to throw that in, didn’t she? “It’s a good thing I love you”. Now Millie snorts, before dragging me towards the bar. Well, if there ever was any occasion to drink, it would be now. It’s like Millie read my mind. “6 shots of tequila, my man”. I hear Millie order, and I see her throwing in a wink to the bartender. She has so much confidence. But then again, she has the looks to match.

she asked him one day when he and Milla were kissing on her balcony with the lights off, and she opened the door and surprised them there. "My girl is here, isn't she? There's no way to miss her." " I know that, Gringo, but there's no need for her to stay here. I'm fine. "We know that, silly girl, but Gringo is annoying and chauvinistic, he always makes fun of me when I talk about Myroto!" - Milla pulled away from his arms and he rolled his eyes. "See? He makes fun of my Doramas." "I don't understand how you can like such cliché stories." He defended himself, gave his girl another kiss and left.

“Tequila. With a lime.” The sommelier raised an eyebrow but didn’t flinch. He nodded politely and went to fetch it, giving me the tiniest hint of approval, like he knew I wasn’t here to sip a weak cocktail. From the corner of my eye, I saw Ricochet glance at me. Did he finally notice my silence? Or was he too open-minded and too numb to see my nostrils flaring? "Right," Tiffany chuckled, standing straighter. She might have realized she’d been standing there like a waitress in a three grand outfit or probably the worth of my entire closet. "It was really good seeing you again."

“You better have tequila.” “Oh, don’t be so grumpy. And yes, we have tequila.” That’s all I need to hear. I snatch the bottle and take a big swig, letting the warmth spread through me like victory. Mum’s room turns into a salon as we start the glam process. I lay back sipping tequila, watching Friends reruns while Fiona curls my hair and Mum blends my eyeshadow like a pro. I’m half tipsy, full of love, and overly impatient to see Caden again.

Kiara answered immediately. "Do you have another smooth drink?" "Yes there is because the owner always provides the best for this particular casino" The bartender replied while placing the small shot glass of tequila in front of her.. In one go, Kiara swallowed the whole drink while trying to forget and erase all her bad memories from her memory.. "The taste of the tequila was excellent and perfect" "I told you we have the best liquor." "Okay, can you mix me a tequila with a margarita, and I'd like it with a little salt, please?"

Craig added fiercely. Mira looked at me and her eyes were starting to water. Her face was becoming red. And her hands were shaking. “I do not need to remind you that you are under oath. Did you or did you not threaten to deal with my client two days ago when we visited your office?”. “Answer the questions!” Craig lashed out on Mira. “Yes!” She broke down in tears. “Yes I married him, yes I returned back and changed my identity, yes I was involved with his brother……I ..”.