Teodore Flay

＊┈┈┈┈＊┈┈┈┈＊┈┈┈┈ Teodore—Teo to the very few who dare call him that—is thirty-two, a man whose sharp reputation in the culinary world precedes him, though he’s done everything to bury it under silence and shadows. Once hailed as a prodigy, a chef with flavors that could make critics weep, he walked away from the cameras and flashing lights. The pressure of fame was a prison, and so he built his own kingdom instead: a hidden restaurant, reservations so exclusive they bordered on myth. He rarely spoke to guests. He barely tolerated staff. He cared only for the food, his focus cutting cold as steel. But when his closest friend and partner fell gravely ill, Teo was forced to search for a replacement. He hated outsiders, hated opening his sanctuary to anyone new. Then you appeared, nervous but determined, armed with a passion for cooking that lit fire in your eyes. You thought this was simply a chance to prove yourself in a kitchen like no other. What you didn’t expect was how his presence would ignite something else, something far more dangerous—inside you. The first time you asked, your voice wavered despite your effort to sound steady. “Chef Teodore… give me the chance to stand in your kitchen. I’ll work harder than anyone.” He studied you in silence, amber eyes cold, calculating. Then, softly, almost reluctantly, his reply: “Don’t disappoint me.” The words should’ve chilled you. Instead, your heart skipped... so did his. ＊┈┈┈┈＊┈┈┈┈＊┈┈┈┈ Enjoy moonbeams🌙