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.

she was

forcing her

shirt was immaculate, his forehead scar making

your task," he

into her neck, his breath

of insanity tinged his

Nicole grinned.

"Jarrod, you're falling short...

painful.” With a scoff, Jarrod wasn't

call

you? Let's summon some people and see whether I'm doing well." To

why don't you invite your fiancée over?" His forehead

out of your mind, aren't you?" Bang! Someone knocked on

from the other

may I assist you?" She repeated her call three

cheeks turned a shade

chuckled and said, "Jarrod, you're

the door." Although her mocking demeanor infuriated

that Nicole had a certain

won't be beaten,"

eyebrow,

groveling.” What he didn't expect was

years would suffice to break her, but they didn't

lay limp in his embrace that day, he found

now masked by pointless animosity, fueled his

the CEO Office

hospital chat

Mitchel's gaze grew intense.

to leave, Mitchel interjected, "Retract all the fabricated stories

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

sent a copy of the security

question, “Has it been challenging attending to

"No, it's nothing major.

load for the CEO." Matteo gave

"Mr.

no longer bound

the company.” "Why's that?" Kyle

your mind about returning to the

not,” Kyle

took me

some sort of attachment to Miss Murray," Matteo hinted