"What..." Nicole trembled as she murmured.
Jose Floyd crushed out his lit cigarette between his fingers and flung it hard to the floor, his voice utterly devoid of warmth. "Nicole, since you chose to be the kind of pet you should be, then let me tell you this: the one thing I'm never short of is pets. And now I'm sick of this kind of pet you are. I want a change of taste. Jude Charington opened his mouth to ask for you, and he sent me two gifts. I have to return the favor somehow, don't I? Since you said Jude sending me two women was a good gesture, how could I have the nerve to refuse someone's kindness?"
"So you're using me... to trade for those two women?" Nicole's voice was a little hoarse. Enduring the pain, she slowly sat up, her gaze locked deeply on the cold and ruthless man.
