Novel & Cerita Xiao X Venti

He didn’t have time to ask for our order, Xander was quick to. “Two mushrooms risotto and toasted cheese Arancini, you’ll drink?” It took me a second or two to answer his I was too caught up with the way those words rolled off his tongue so smoothly that it made me wonder if he speaks Italian. “Cola with ice and lemon.” Xander muttered a small same just as the waiter hurried off, too eager to walk out. I couldn’t blame him, I had the same feeling when I first met him. To some Xander would look as if he was glaring or angry, but he’s not. His piercing stare was his usual face. His angry face is another story.

But he was wrong when he got to know that no one knew anything. "What do you want to eat?" Valentina came out of her lala land when Xavier asked her in his usual gruff and deep voice, "Umm, pancakes and a strawberry crusher." Valentina said to the waiter who was standing near the table and was giving her weird glances. Valentina hadn't realized when Xavier called the waiter. "One black coffee for me." Valentina looked at Xavier in confusion. Only black coffee? He hadn't eaten anything since last night. "Won't you have anything else?"

Xanthis broke the silence first. "Do you need introductions? I'm Xanthis Diaz Montero, older than Dre by six minutes. I'm the smart ass here. He's Alexandre Leon Montero, older than you by two minutes. He's a mafia bos, a major alpha male" Xanthis said, scrunching up his nose. Everyone laughed at the expression on his face. But, Valentino was too tensed to do that.

Don't judge. "Go ahead" Vincenzo says smirking. I look at Liam to see his hands covering his eyes, "I don't mind babe" is what Xavier says looking interested. Vincenzo takes out his gun pointing it at Xavier. "Its loaded" he says carelessly. I look at the gun my excitement coming back to me. " OH MY GOD! IS THAT A DESERT EAGLE MARK XIX?!!" I suddenly shout going towards Vincenzo.

“Is Connor okay?” “Yeah… he’s not awake yet, so I’m going down to the cafeteria. You want anything?” “Yes, that would be wonderful – a scone if they have it, a bran muffin if they don’t, with raisins if possible, and a venti vanilla iced soy milk with whipped cream.” My half-awake brain couldn’t handle that. “W– what?” He huffed in exasperation. “A venti vanilla iced soy – never mind, I’ll write it down.”

"One venti pumpkin pie frappuccino and a acon, sausage and egg wrap for the sleeping beauty," I immediately remove the blanket from my face, ignoring the harsh sunlight. Xander is leaning in through my window with a goofy smile on his face and breakfast in his hands. "Oh my God you're a life saver, thank you," I quickly peck his lips and take the food from him, one large swig of the frappuccino and I'm feeling so much better.

“Ahh…everything looks good.” Not wanting anything stuck in my teeth, I decided on gourmet soup. Xander chooses smoked trout, and when Celia comes to the table to pour the wine, he gives her our order. Lifting our glasses, we wait for Vincent to take hold of his soda before we clink our glasses together. “Here’s to our happily ever after,” Xander says. My heart is full as I take a piece of paper and crayons out of my handbag so Vincent can draw. I take a sip of my wine and then look at Xander.

Ricky said excitedly. "Oh… let me see." NiNisaysy, her attention was on the boy sitting opposite her. He looks familiar but whatever. "Bao Lin, bring all the goods on the exclusive shelf." Ricky commend. "Man..manager but all of them are limited edition…." The assistant says, doubtfully. "Yes, this Ms.Guan Xiao Ni here is our VVIP." He said excitedly. Turning his head back to NiNi he asks, "what do you like on the new catalog?" he asked, while the assistant quickly run to the place Ricky comment.

she whispered to Xavier. “I know, he whispered back, that’s just apply juice in a flute glass” She almost laughed out, but then she remembered she was in the midst of people. “A Toast to Neon Fashion Trends” Xavier said lifting his glass and the workers did the same, “And to my wife” She clicked her glass with his as he downed his glass of Champaign like a pro, she took hers too- nobody would have to know that it was Apple Juice.

m. "Good morning! What can I get started for you?" I arch a brow. "A venti iced caramel macchiato, double shot, oat milk. Extra caramel drizzle. Like, drown me in it. I'm barely holding it together." His fingers pause over the screen, lips twitching like he's fighting to keep a straight face. Poor thing. Work policy, I get it... but if he wants to laugh, he should just let it out. I'm not liable for snorts.