Riley POV
I waited until the car left the hotel before I spoke.
The silence between Luca and me had become unbearable. Camera flashes still followed us through the windows, and I knew photographs of us leaving together would probably appear online before we reached the mansion. His manager had remained behind, likely trying to explain why Luca Rossi had spent one hundred thousand at a charity auction to win a dinner with the woman who already lived in his house.
Luca sat across from me in the private rear cabin, looking out of the window as though the city lights were more interesting than the anger he had caused. His jacket was open, his tie had been loosened, and his expression had returned to that calm, controlled mask he always wore after doing something unreasonable.
I hated that
