The Executive Chef's Secret Craving

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“Your technique is flawless,” Lucian murmured, his chest pressing against my back as he trapped me against the stainless steel counter. “But I want to know what you taste like.” Lucian Veil is a culinary god. He’s the ruthless owner of the city's most elite kitchen. He’s cold, impossibly demanding, and my ultimate boss. Rule number one of working at Veil? You do not mix business with pleasure. Rule number two? You definitely don't let the arrogant Executive Chef lock the kitchen doors after hours. I came here to slice, prep, and survive his brutal kitchen. I didn't come here to become his dirty little secret. By day, he criticizes my every move in front of the crew. By night, when the restaurant empties out, he corners me in the walk-in freezer just to watch me shiver. Sleeping with the boss is a recipe for disaster. If anyone finds out, my career is dead. But the heat between us is boiling over, and Lucian isn't used to starving. He intends to consume me entirely—even if it burns us both down.