When Diana went back into the bedroom, she found Brian sitting in front of the dressing table, his lower body still covered by the sheet. It was a funny scene. But Diana found she was quite happy to stare a while at Brian's perfect face and body. He was a gorgeous specimen.

“Hey, if you want to make it up to me, how about ending the contract?” Diana uttered casually, while she was tying her hair.

“Nope. I can’t accept that. Something else.”

Diana stared at Brian; if he couldn’t allow that, then why had he asked her to make a choice.

Thinking for a while, Diana decided to ask...