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.

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

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

in control for the moment,

a moment's reflection, she

work diligently and earn more

save money to study

herself from Mitchel for

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

serve well

jacket and exited the

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

over the phone, invited Raegan to reach out

stark contrast to Mitchel’'s demeanor, like comparing an

slipped from her lips to Henley 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 well, Raegan.” Then

warmth in Henley's smile faltered for

of treating Raegan with tenderness, yet Mitchel had

Mitchel had made his way to a bar after leaving the

drunk after a few drinks

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

your divorce." Mitchel, his face expressionless, inquired, "Have you located that woman?" Luis, shaking his head, responded, "She's vanished without

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

hell-bent on amassing wealth, probably for that

his slip -up.” With a subdued tone, Luis added, "I'm not

well with your ex-wife?" The mention of Raegan caused a visible shift in Mitchel's

this, Luis’s curiosity

huh? Need any advice?” Luis knew

bowing to any woman, he

glanced upwards,

question left Luis at a loss

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

his thirst, Mitchel got up

considering Mitchel's generous spending at the bar, offered a piece of