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

influence her this way? It wasn't something she

control for the moment,

she

earn more in the days ahead to settle

would save money to study

herself from Mitchel

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

would serve well

jacket and exited the hall to hail a

did she call Henley, explaining she had to return

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

found Henley's kindness a stark contrast to Mitchel’'s

that

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

warmth in Henley's smile

entertained thoughts of treating Raegan with tenderness, yet Mitchel had once again

his way to

becoming slightly drunk

“It looks like your father keeps close tabs

your divorce." Mitchel, his face expressionless, inquired, "Have you located that woman?" Luis, shaking his head, responded, "She's vanished

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

that

along for now and wait 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 to drown himself

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

this, Luis’s

skin, huh? Need any advice?” Luis

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

glanced upwards,

you even have a wife?" The question left

having a wife?

his thirst, Mitchel got

bar, offered