Seeing how Tyler seemed proud of what he had done, Vicky lost the mood to even mock him.

A few minutes later, the waiter served the dishes.

Vicky had a late breakfast, so she was not hungry. After taking a few bites, she stopped.

Tyler watched as she set her spoon down and frowned. He served another piece of meat onto her plate and said, “Eat more.”

“I don’t want any more,” she said.

He ignored her and continued to pile her plate with food. “Finish these.”

“I’m full, Tyler.”

“Do you want me to spoon-feed you?”

“I told you that I’m full. I don’t want any more—”

a spoonful of

he neglected her opinion, she turned her head

pointedly before

“Know what?”

want me to feed you in ‘that’ kind of

chills down her spine as an ominous feeling

spoon down and stood

recalled what she did to

opportunity to dodge and placed a hand at the back of her head before

they were in a private room and no one else could see them, or she would have never dared to show herself in the

whispered hoarsely into her ear, “Are you going to

so long, and he still has a way

she obediently finished all

she could be free, Tyler said,

to my studio later

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