Love Unbreakable

You Must Be Thick- skinned In Courtship Mitchel's attractive features immediately took on a shadowed cast.

Raegan scoffed.

"I refuse to order any dish that costs more than two hundred dollars.” This was a first for her to voice such words, yet it was Mitchel who had shown her disrespect first.

Despite knowing the significance of the occasion, he had ripped her dress and demeaned her in the men's restroom.

Did he ever pause to consider her emotions? Hence, Raegan resolved to not just retaliate but to shame him even greater than the slight he dealt her.

"Raegan!" Enraged, Mitchel’s expression turned thunderous as he bellowed.

"What? Does it anger you? Mr. Dixon, is this the extent of your control?" Clutching her chest, Raegan laughed lightly.

"Here's a piece of advice.

No amount of good looks will pave your way to business success.

Better check that temper, or you'll frighten everyone off." Mitchel's visage was frosty as snow, his gaze piercing her as though he might snap her neck at any moment.

Undaunted, Raegan tilted her chin up defiantly, meeting his stare.

It was a remarkable triumph for her to leave him at a loss for words, a feeling too grand for mere language.

Their eyes locked in a silent confrontation.

Then, after what felt like an eternity, he offered a smile, opened the door, and left without a word.

Raegan exhaled in relief, sinking onto the toilet seat, her heart pounding wildly.

She had to admit, Mitchel still had an effect on her...

It was all too close to a breakdown.

He was right.

Her body didn't lie.

Mitchel yet again, barely a month after their split,

anyone else ever influence her this way?

might appear in control for the moment, infuriating Mitchel further could

she shook off these tumultuous

earn more

save

distance herself from

she rose, pondering her exit, Mitchel's suit

would serve well to cover

the jacket and exited

she call Henley, explaining she had to return early due

gentle over the phone, invited Raegan to

a stark contrast to Mitchel’'s demeanor, like comparing an angel's grace to a mere

Henley once more, unbeknownst to her that Henley stood at the hotel's entrance, eyes tracking the taxi that took her

by the silky smoothness of his voice that said, "Rest

warmth in Henley's smile faltered

entertained thoughts of treating Raegan with tenderness, yet Mitchel had once

way to a

slightly drunk after a few drinks with

a cigarette between his fingers, Luis commented, “It looks like your father keeps close

face expressionless, inquired, "Have you located that woman?" Luis,

moment, then added, "Even if she’s gone, the child might still be

amassing wealth, probably for that bastard.”

to play along for now and wait for his slip -up.” With a subdued tone, Luis added, "I'm not

downed his drinks, Luis teased, "What's wrong? Things didn't go well with your ex-wife?" The mention of Raegan caused a visible shift in Mitchel's expression, a blend

this, Luis’s curiosity

skin, huh? Need any advice?”

of arrogance and never bowing to any woman, he

upwards, his

have a wife?" The question left

had the audacity to mock me for not having a wife? Whatever! This bastard

thirst, Mitchel got

bar, offered a piece of