Mona looked conflicted even though she was trying her very best not to show it.
The fact that Bryce wants to play this game only meant one of two things.
One, it was either he was trying to get his mind off something, or two, he had something up his sleeve that he had planned just for her.
She knew Bryce like the back of her hand. Over the years, she had been one of the selected few who had satisfied his sexual desires, and she was one of his regulars whenever he visited the strip club.
Plus, he spent lavishly on all his women; hence, the competition to gain his attention from different women.
Well, if playing this game meant that she'd be on top and closer to him, then of course she'd accept, and since he promised to grant her a wish if she won, then she'd most definitely play his twisted game.
"I still haven't heard your thoughts on the matter, Mona," he reminded her in a husky voice that snapped her back to reality. She had zoned out without realizing it.
Forcing a smile to her lips, she pushed her hair back with her fingers before responding, "Are there any other rules to this game?"