Love Unbreakable

None Of Your Business Having affirmed her point, Raegan agreed with a nod, "It's alright.” She assisted Henley in settling onto the couch.

As Raegan was about to step away, Henley caught her hand from behind.

Turning, Raegan gave Henley a puzzled gaze.

The room's warm glow highlighted the soft wisps of hair around her face, and her bare complexion was soft and inviting.

Raegan embodied a blend of naivety and sophistication, a combination that could easily entice aman.

Henley, noticing this, scrunched his brow and felt warmth surge through him.

He cleared his throat before requesting, "Could you fetch me another glass of water, please?" Raegan complied, bringing him the water and draping a blanket over him as he lay on the sofa.

She then proceeded to her desk, activating the computer to review some documents.

Henley's presence in her space made her uneasy.

She decided to immerse herself in work instead.

More than twenty minutes passed before Henley rose to leave.

Raegan, concerned, insisted on accompanying him downstairs and didn't return until she watched him drive off.

Henley, driving unhurriedly, spotted a black car lurking in the shadows.

He intentionally stopped, lowered the window, and offered Mitchel a slight smile.

"What a coincidence, Mr.

Dixon.” Mitchel's eyes turned icy, detecting Henley's challenge.

With a chilling grin, Mitchel retorted, "Henley, are you asking for trouble by provoking me repeatedly?” "Joking, Mr.

Dixon? With the might of the Dixon family, would I dare?" Henley replied, his tone mocking as he removed his glasses, revealing his true, icy demeanor beneath the facade.

Mitchel's smile remained frosty as he warned, "Keep your distance from Raegan if you're not looking for trouble.” Unfazed, Henley retorted, “Bossy, aren't you, Mr.

Dixon? If Raegan chooses my company, why should I reject her? Besides...” He paused, a sly glint in his eye.

you

with that sentiment.” With that, he

night air was cool, yet

from Mitchel, and with Raegan's divorce,

became clear Mitchel hadn't relinquished his

mind turned to darker thoughts of

guard steadfast unless

he needed a well-crafted

handsome features were shrouded

moment, he dialed

surname is Lloyd?" A voice on the other end responded, "Words has it that she was seen in the Sandy recently." Henley's tone turned

"Locate her quickly.

beat you to it.” Tessa, like a stray

hand on the steering wheel, he idly loosened his tie, his thoughts drifting with

hand

college, he didn't have

that time, his heart was filled with hatred, and he didn't

he played the

night, he harbored darker

of Raegan's marriage to Mitchel and

as days passed, his

he needed

had her, he believed he

from the shower, noticed Henley's watch

reached to place it aside,

slipped into a modest nightgown and opened

the sight of Mitchel, whom she never expected after their

her instinct to slam

put all her might into slamming the door, yet the door

face, draining it of

mad grip, Mitchel kept

hand bore the brunt, the impact leaving bruises behind, stark against the delicate skin, appearing alarmingly

gaze, Raegan collided with a

if he'd caught her