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.

fact that she was stirred by Mitchel yet again, barely a month after their

influence her this way?

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

a moment's reflection, she

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

would save money

herself from Mitchel for

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

serve well

she donned the jacket and exited the hall to hail a

did she call Henley, explaining she had to return early

over the phone, invited Raegan to reach out

her, Raegan found Henley's kindness a stark contrast to Mitchel’'s demeanor, like

to her that Henley stood at the hotel's entrance, eyes tracking the

gaze, belied by the silky smoothness of his

warmth in Henley's smile

yet Mitchel had once again outmaneuvered him, prompting

his way to a bar

slightly drunk after a

commented, “It looks like your father keeps close tabs on

he learned about your divorce." Mitchel, his face expressionless, inquired, "Have you located that woman?" Luis,

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

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

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

his drinks, Luis teased, "What's wrong? Things didn't go well with your ex-wife?" The mention

Luis’s

under your skin, huh? Need any advice?”

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

glanced upwards, his reply

you even have a wife?" The question left Luis at

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

satisfied his thirst, Mitchel

considering Mitchel's generous spending at the bar,