Love Unbreakable

Welcome To My Hell "Test your limits cautiously, Nicole," Jarrod warned, his expression fierce.

Nicole chuckled even more, seemingly amused by his scowl.

"For the next three years, you can't tie the knot.

While I may not be noble, I refuse to be anyone's mistress.” Jamie aimed to be Jarrod’s wife just to humiliate her.

But Nicole had no intention of playing along.

She wouldn't become the woman everyone despised.

Jarrod lost his cool.

"And who exactly do you think you are? Whether I marry or not, you're still obligated to entertain me.” "Jarrod, this isn't up for debate.

You won't let the Lawrence family go, and if we can't find a middle ground..." Nicole's voice grew soft but unwavering.

"Let's fight to the death!" A laugh erupted from Jarrod, unsettling even from a distance.

He relished her words.

Deliberately, he said, "You have my word.” After saying that, he stepped closer and extended his hand.

Without a second thought, Nicole seized it and leapt from the window, landing securely in his embrace.

He walked a few paces before tossing her onto the bed.

Pinning her down, he sneered, “You're asking for trouble.

Brace yourself for a wretched life.” He vowed to make her endure the hell he had known.

Any trace of warmth vanished from Jarrod's voice, leaving it icy cold.

He leaned in, whispering deliberately, “Welcome to my hell, Miss Lawrence." Although only one of her eyes was visible, her allure remained unbroken.

Nicole wrapped her arms around Jarrod's neck, nibbling on his ear, and purred, "Jarrod, I'm already in the hell.” Since the moment Jarrod ceased to love her.

Since the moment Jarrod loved another.

Since the moment Jarrod allowed others to belittle her.

Every second was a living nightmare for her.

The hospital bed creaked rhythmically.

In a haze of pleasure and agony, Nicole felt as if she were on the brink of death.

realized she

gripped her chin, forcing her eyes

shirt was immaculate, his forehead scar making him look menacing, almost

on your task,"

bit into her neck,

insanity

Nicole grinned.

"Jarrod, you're falling short...

scoff, Jarrod wasn't buying her

call button beside the bed, laughing like a

summon some people and see whether I'm doing well." To his surprise,

you invite your fiancée over?" His forehead veins bulging, Jarrod was

hand over her mouth, swearing, "You're out of your mind,

voice came from the other

you?" She repeated her call three times, but received no reply, only

turned a shade

"Jarrod, you're such

demeanor infuriated him, Jarrod couldn't deny the pleasure of their sexual

certain allure

won't be beaten," Nicole announced with

an eyebrow,

groveling.” What he didn't expect was that he would never witness Nicole

assumed that three years would suffice to break her,

lay limp in his embrace that day, he found himself willing to

once profound, now masked by pointless animosity, fueled his destructive

Office of the Dixon

hospital chat with

Mitchel's gaze grew intense.

all the fabricated stories about that birthday celebration." Upon exiting, Matteo bumped into Kyle and pulled

of the president's office door on the day of the conference.” Kyle’s expression remained stoic despite a moment

sent a copy of the security footage

another question, “Has it been challenging attending to

"No, it's nothing major.

here to lighten the load for

"Mr.

no longer bound

the company.” "Why's

changed your mind about returning to

not,” Kyle hastily

just took me

had some sort of attachment to Miss Murray,"