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.

was stirred by Mitchel yet again, barely a

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

might appear in control for the

moment's reflection, she

and earn more in the days ahead to settle her

save money to

herself

Mitchel's suit jacket on the hook

serve well

the jacket and exited

inside the vehicle did she call Henley, explaining she had to return early due

soft and gentle over the phone, invited Raegan to reach out if she ever needed

a stark contrast to Mitchel’'s demeanor, like

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

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

Henley's smile

treating Raegan with tenderness, yet Mitchel had once again outmaneuvered

his way to a bar after leaving the

drunk after a few

cigarette between his fingers, Luis commented, “It looks

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

silent for a moment, then added, "Even

for that bastard.” "Your father’s

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, continuing

downed 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

Luis’s

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

bowing to any woman, he would undoubtedly

glanced upwards, his

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

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

satisfied his thirst, Mitchel got up to

generous spending at the bar, offered a piece of