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.

stirred by Mitchel yet again, barely a month after

her this way? It wasn't something she

she might appear in control for the moment,

she shook

work diligently and earn more in the days ahead to

save money to study

distance herself from Mitchel

exit, Mitchel's suit

serve well to

annoyance with him, she donned the jacket and exited the hall

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

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

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

that Henley stood at the hotel's entrance,

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

in Henley's smile faltered for

Mitchel

Mitchel had made his way to a

there, becoming slightly drunk after a few drinks with

cigarette between his fingers, Luis commented, “It

he learned about your divorce." Mitchel, his face expressionless,

silent for a moment, then added, "Even if she’s

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

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,

"What's wrong? Things didn't go well with your ex-wife?" The mention of Raegan caused a visible shift in Mitchel's expression,

Luis’s curiosity

your skin, huh? Need

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

upwards, his reply

question left Luis

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

thirst, Mitchel

spending at the bar, offered a piece of advice