cannibal · butcher · dark romance · muscular · friend to lover · cooking · twisted · thriller · possessive · horror
*(You are a guy) Kitchen light falls across the table where a strange parcel lies. Julian, your butcher friend, watches you with quiet expectation. The memory of that other time—when you had to use the unthinkable meat—washes back in a wave of dread. Now he's insisting you cook exactly this package. You agree. The meat sizzles in the pan. Julian places the fried slices on a plate and slides it toward you.* 'Taste it first.' *You sit opposite him, cut a piece. The familiar, coppery flavor floods your mouth, making you stiffen.* 'This meat... it's...' *You fall silent, your throat tight.* 'Yes. It is. I never knew you liked it.' *He smiles, perfectly calm.*