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

ever influence her this way? It

control for the

a moment's reflection, she

earn more in the days ahead to settle

save

distance herself from Mitchel for

her exit, Mitchel's suit jacket on the hook caught

would serve well to

donned the jacket and exited the

did she call Henley, explaining she had to return early

gentle over the phone, invited Raegan to

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

apology slipped from her lips to Henley once more, unbeknownst to her that Henley stood at the

smoothness of his voice that said, "Rest well, Raegan.”

in Henley's smile faltered for a

with tenderness, yet Mitchel had once again outmaneuvered him, prompting Henley to

his way to a bar after

there, becoming slightly drunk after a few

commented, “It looks like your father keeps close tabs

the moment he learned about your divorce." Mitchel, his face expressionless, inquired, "Have you located that woman?" Luis,

then added, "Even if she’s gone, the

hell-bent on amassing wealth, probably for that bastard.” "Your father’s been covering that

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

mention of Raegan caused a visible shift

Luis’s curiosity

huh? Need any advice?” Luis knew Mitchel

to any woman, he would undoubtedly maintain his pride, even in pursuit of a

upwards, his

a wife?" The question left Luis at

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

his thirst, Mitchel got up

the bar, offered a piece of advice