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

this way? It wasn't something she

appear in control for the moment, infuriating Mitchel further

she

and earn more in the days ahead to settle

she would save money to study

she'd distance herself from

Mitchel's suit jacket on the hook caught

would serve well

the jacket and exited the hall to hail a

Henley, explaining she had

invited Raegan to reach out

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

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

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

warmth in Henley's smile

with tenderness, yet Mitchel

his way to a bar

becoming slightly drunk

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

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

dead?” Mitchel remained silent for a moment, then added, "Even if she’s gone, the child might

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

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

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

this, Luis’s

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

bowing to any woman, he would undoubtedly maintain his pride, even in pursuit

glanced upwards,

wife?" The question left Luis

mock me for not having a wife? Whatever! This bastard had it

satisfied his thirst, Mitchel

generous spending at the bar, offered a piece of advice despite