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.

stirred by Mitchel yet again, barely a month after

else ever influence her this way? It wasn't something

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

she

earn more in the days ahead to settle

she would save

she'd distance herself from

she rose, pondering her exit, Mitchel's suit jacket on the hook caught

well to

jacket

call Henley,

phone, invited

a stark contrast to Mitchel’'s demeanor, like

apology slipped from her lips to Henley once more, unbeknownst to her that Henley stood at the hotel's

gaze, belied by the silky smoothness of his voice that said,

smile

tenderness, yet Mitchel had once again outmaneuvered him, prompting Henley to quicken

way to a bar after leaving

slightly drunk after

between his fingers, Luis commented, “It looks like your

Mitchel, his face expressionless, inquired, "Have you located

then added, "Even if she’s gone,

amassing wealth, probably for that bastard.” "Your father’s been covering

for his slip -up.” With a subdued tone, Luis added, "I'm not entirely convinced that they never make

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 of indifference and

this, Luis’s curiosity

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

arrogance and never bowing to any woman, he would undoubtedly maintain his pride, even in

upwards, his reply

a wife?" The question left Luis at a

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

his thirst, Mitchel

bar, offered a piece of