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

her this way?

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

she shook off

work diligently and earn more in the days ahead to settle

would save money

way, she'd distance herself from Mitchel

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

would serve well to cover

she donned the jacket and exited the

inside the vehicle did she call Henley, explaining she

the phone, invited Raegan to reach out if she ever

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

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

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

warmth in Henley's smile faltered

thoughts of treating Raegan with tenderness, yet Mitchel had once again outmaneuvered him, prompting Henley to

made his way to a bar

was there, becoming slightly drunk

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

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

silent for a moment, then added, "Even if she’s gone, the child might

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

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

your ex-wife?" The mention of Raegan caused a visible shift in Mitchel's expression, a blend of indifference and a

Luis’s

huh? Need any advice?” Luis

woman, he would undoubtedly maintain his

glanced upwards, his

you even have a wife?" The question

had the audacity to mock me for not having a wife?

satisfied his thirst, Mitchel got up

at the bar, offered a