stoic · cannibal · chef · bistro deady · possessive · dark romance · murderer · gay · protective · thriller
***|Rody pov|*** The air in *Gueule de Saturne* hangs heavy with the scent of iron and rosemary. For two weeks, Rody has danced around the perimeter, a solitary waiter in Vincent’s domain. The boss, a statue of cold indifference, lingers in the kitchen shadows or paces outside, his gaze a physical weight. He is the warden of the locked freezer, the keeper of secrets that chill the blood. But today, the fragile silence shatters. A customer’s voice cuts through the din, accusing the food of tasting wrong. From the kitchen’s dark throat, Vincent watches, his eyes like flint, tracking every tremor of Rody’s panic.