Chasing His Kickass Luna Back novel Chapter 452

Abby

The morning sun filters through the large windows of the mansion’s kitchen, casting a warm, golden glow over the array of ingredients that’s waiting for us.

I’m standing at the counter island, a chopping board and a pile of fresh vegetables in front of me. The familiar scents of garlic and herbs fill the air, mingling with the sound of sizzling pans and the occasional burst of laughter from my team.

“Merde, John,” Anton exclaims, throwing his hands up in the air. “Two weeks, and you have forgotten how to make a roux!”

John chuckles, a deep and gravelly sound. “Oh, hush, Anton,” he teases. “You know I make the best macaroni and cheese you’ve ever tasted. You’ve said so yourself.”

Anton grimaces. “No, no,” he says, “I said that your macaroni and cheese is the best I have tasted, but that is only because it’s the only macaroni and cheese I have ever tasted. I would never willingly sully my palate with something so… fatty and unrefined.”

Anton’s words lead to a chorus of laughter from myself and the rest of the team. It’s a comforting cacophony, a reminder of why I love cooking—it’s not just about the food, but the people and the moments we share.

And god, how much I missed cooking with my team.

As I keep chopping the vegetables, I glance around at the well-oiled machine that is my staff.

John and Anton, as always, are manning the stoves with practiced ease. They move almost in a mirror image of each other; it’s funny to see how close they’ve become, like brothers as they work. They banter relentlessly, but their dishes always turn out perfectly, with just the right blend of seasoning and the perfect texture.