My Trophy Boy

Chapter 33: An Offer

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I was..happy...

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"The corpse has been consumed." He sipped his wine.
"I prepared a feast and invited guests over. It seems that my skills have improved." He smiled, proudly of himself.

I tutted. "The day you learn to cook I will throw you a party." I tittered.

"Who said I cooked? I prepared the man." A hearty chuckle left his throat. He took his phone out his pocket and showed me a picture of his feast.

"I find it difficult to comprehend how you're human." I shook my head.

"It's spectacular!" He exclaimed.

I raised my eyebrows. "It's impressive." I agreed.
"Do you crave for more?" I asked him temptingly.

"Are you trying to make me into a savage beast?!" He exasperated.
"No thank you, not for a while. I'm on a diet." He rejected.

"Very well. I have a person to spare, let me know.." I patted his shoulder before walking away from him.

"Bye Leo!"

Bye cannibal...

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I put my black skintight gloves on. I then grabbed a scalpel and sat on the stool in front of the chained up man.

His brown skin was washed out showing that he was nauseous and ill. His droopy dead eyes looked at me pleading for mercy. His skin was sticky, coated in sweat. He smelt like shit and of course, my piss.

"So... I'm back." I sighed.

"P-p-p..." the shivering man stuttered.

"I was going to give you an easy option, but the holder of that option rejected you." I pointed with the scalpel- his eyes looking at its blade.
"Actually!" I had an idea.
"Bring Mickey Rellevo to me. I give you a week to do so, otherwise the next time you see me will be worse than now. I will be watching your every step, so fuck up and you'll instantly be a deadman.'' I threatened.

I was a man of my word.