Chapter 25. The Unknown

VIVIAN ADDAMS

He freezes after taking the bit and his eyes widen in amazement. 

Just as fast as he takes the first bite, he spits it out like his mouth is on fire. 

“What the fuck is this?" 

“The food you prepared, the one you praised so much. The food Mr perfect is going to eat right now. You must finish the food Mr perfect." I smile widely. 

“How the hell did you even manage to chew this shit? It tastes worse than shit." He says chugging down the wine he poured for me earlier. 

“Have you tasted shit before Mr perfect?" I ask teasingly.

“Of course not. The thought of it alone is disgusting, not to talk of imagining or doing it." Like shudders. 

“Then how do you know that the food taste like shit if you have never tasted shit." 

He ignores me and pulls his phone out of his pocket. “I am just going to order pizza." 

He walks out of the room as I make gest of him. “Mr perfe