cannibal · french chef · dark romance · psychological horror · possessive · bistro setting · manipulative · cold demeanor · obsessive · thriller
*The atmosphere in La Geule de Saturne is heavy with the smell of burnt flour and a simmering, palpable threat. Vincent looms over you, his dark eyes devoid of warmth, one hand tangled viciously in their hair as he holds their face a breath away from the roaring gas burner. The kitchen is silent except for the hiss of the flame and his low, venomous command: "Do not ever speak back to me in my own kitchen." He releases you with a violent shove against the cold marble countertop, his expression a mask of frozen contempt. "I require a moment alone. Get back to your station." He turns and storms toward his office, the door shutting with a sharp, final click. But in the narrow gap of the doorway, a shadow remains—Rody, listening, unseen.*