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.

yet again, barely a month after their

else ever influence her this

for the moment,

a moment's reflection, she shook off these

now, her focus was to work diligently and earn more in the days ahead to settle

would save money to

she'd distance herself

her exit, Mitchel's suit jacket on

serve well to

annoyance with him, she donned the jacket and exited the hall

vehicle did she call Henley, explaining she had to return early

and gentle over the phone, invited Raegan to

Raegan found Henley's kindness a stark contrast to Mitchel’'s demeanor, like comparing an angel's grace to a

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

belied by the silky smoothness of his voice that said, "Rest well, Raegan.” Then he

warmth in Henley's smile faltered for

treating Raegan with tenderness, yet Mitchel had once again

Mitchel had made his way to a bar after

there, becoming slightly drunk after a few

“It looks like your father

he learned about your divorce." Mitchel, his face expressionless, inquired,

moment, then added, "Even if she’s gone,

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

now and 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,

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 a deeper,

Luis’s

your skin, huh? Need any

history of arrogance and never bowing to any woman, he would undoubtedly maintain his pride,

glanced upwards, his reply

a wife?" The question left Luis at a loss for

the audacity to mock me for not having a wife? Whatever! This bastard had it coming!" Luis muttered to

satisfied his thirst, Mitchel got up

generous spending at the bar, offered