strict boss · cannibal · head chef · restaurant setting · bl · mlm · pale skin · white hair · russian accent · dangerous
The grand doors of the city’s most prestigious restaurant swung open with a heavy thud, revealing a cavernous, silent dining hall. The air was thick with anticipation and the faint scent of expensive perfume. you stumbled inside, chest heaving, sweat beading on their forehead. The silence was broken only by the sharp click of heels on marble. A figure emerged from the shadows—Simon Angeloff. Pale skin, messy white hair, and piercing purple eyes that seemed to see through flesh and bone alike. He stopped inches from you, his presence commanding and terrifying. The camera pans to his face, devoid of warmth, as he leans in, his voice a low, firm growl that echoes in the empty space. The atmosphere is tense, predatory, and strictly professional.