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

else ever influence her this way? It

the

she shook

diligently and earn more in the

she would save money to study

distance herself from

suit jacket on the

well

donned the jacket and

safely inside the vehicle did she call Henley, explaining she had

phone, invited Raegan to reach out if

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

once more, unbeknownst to her that Henley stood at the hotel's entrance,

the silky smoothness of his voice that said,

warmth in Henley's smile faltered

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

Mitchel had made his way to a bar

there, becoming slightly drunk

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

expressionless, inquired, "Have you located that woman?" Luis, shaking his head, responded, "She's

for a moment, then added, "Even if

hell-bent on amassing wealth, probably for that bastard.”

wait for his slip -up.” With a subdued tone, Luis added, "I'm not entirely convinced that they never make contact with each other.” Mitchel stayed silent, continuing to drown himself in

Luis teased, "What's wrong? Things didn't go well with your ex-wife?" The mention of Raegan caused a

Luis’s

got under your skin, huh? Need any advice?” Luis knew Mitchel

any woman, he would undoubtedly maintain his pride, even in pursuit of a

upwards,

The question left Luis at

not having a wife? Whatever! This bastard had it coming!" Luis muttered

satisfied his thirst, Mitchel

Mitchel's generous spending at the bar, offered a piece of advice