Parallel Lines

The British chef's hand paused mid-air, enveloped by Damien Sterling's icy tone that seemed to sweep over every cell of his being. 

The presence of the man before him exuded an intimidating aura, and as the chef met Damien's lethal gaze, he stiffly extended his hands, "Alright, alright, I won't taste it."

Only then did Damien retract his piercing look, proceeding to sample Emma Hart's debut of an English breakfast with the utensils. 

Damien carefully scrutinized a sandwich before him, pondering over it. 

To Emma, his expression appeared disdainful—as if belittling the effort she put into preparing the meal. He neither allowed others a taste nor did he hide his annoying expression.

As Emma reached out to snatch the food from Damien's grasp, he deftly avoided her, lifting the sandwich high, "What are you doing?"

"If you won't eat, I'll taste it myself."