—a mafia of smooth deception
It rose to top like power does,
Too smooth, too rich, too dangerous.
A silken layer, golden bright,
That whispered: “You’re not leaving right.”
You took the cup, you felt the weight,
A velvet oath disguised as fate.
You drank it slow. You felt the pull,
The kind that leaves your silence full.
It wasn’t sweet. It wasn’t kind.
But damn, it knew how to unwind.
You tipped your hat to those who know:
Revenge is best served bold and low.
You thought it love, or taste, or lust.
It was just crema—and broken trust.
📜 Crema Nostra – The Recipe
Ingredients:
- 2 oz Ristretto Shot (tight, dark, and full of unspoken history)
- ¼ oz Demerara Syrup (money’s flavor)
- 1 dash Orange Bitters (because class always bites)
- Garnish: A dense crema cap and an espresso spoon with a fingerprint you don’t recognize
Instructions:
Pull a ristretto, short, rich, and dark as your past. Stir in syrup and bitters gently. Pour into a small, heavy espresso cup. Let the crema settle like a bribe. Serve with a sideways glance and no further questions.