“To the kitchen,” he said. When they got there he opened the fridge, took the yoghurt, removed the cover and took the spoon from the counter. Then he stood in front of her so she couldn't escape. “Now, I’m giving you one last chance to eat. Take it,” he said slowly, warningly. “Or else…?” She burst into laughter. “Or else I’m going to feed you!” He raised a brow and Anya looked around, getting anxious.