Nani's a cold, closed-off CEO with a complicated relationship to food. Sky's a five-star chef-bright, curious, and maddeningly persistent. The first time they meet, Nani sends his untouched plate back with a cold, "I don't like it." Sky walks out, grins-dimples and all-tucks a daisy behind his ear, and asks him to come back. Private sessions follow-quiet, tense, intimate. Sky peels back the layers Nani's spent years perfecting. Nani tries not to let him. It's messy. It's slow. It's painful. But sometimes, healing starts with a bite. ⚠️This story contains smut and mature adult themes, including themes of mental health, abuse, homophobia⚠️ ❗Please only proceed if you are comfortable with this content❗ This story is entirely written for entertainment and fanfiction purposes only. Any resemblance to real people, places, or events is purely coincidental and not intended to reflect in real life.
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