"You regret it?" Cole Sinclair's expression changed in a flash, turning as dark and cold as ink. He'd already placed a hand on Riley Perry's throat, as if he would snap her neck the moment her answer displeased him.
As if completely unaware that her life was in his hands, Riley Perry suddenly gave Cole Sinclair a seductive smile. She gently rubbed her thigh against his, her hand tracing a path down his chest. "Not at all. It's your own fault for being so incredible."
Cole Sinclair desperately wanted to ask why, if she had no regrets, she didn't want to sign a longer contract with him. But Riley Perry's actions had already made it impossible for him to think.
Half an hour later, a knock came at the door. Riley Perry shoved the man off her. "Go get the door. The waiter's here with our food."
Cole Sinclair was speechless. 'At a time like this, you're actually telling me to stop?'
As he stared in a daze, another kick landed on his leg. "Hurry up! Don't you care about your stomach?"
