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,

influence her this way? It wasn't something she

she might appear in control for the moment, infuriating Mitchel further could prove

a moment's reflection, she

now, her focus was to work diligently and earn more in the days ahead to settle her

would save

distance herself

suit jacket

would serve well to cover

donned the jacket and

safely inside the vehicle did she call Henley, explaining she had

phone, invited Raegan to reach out if she ever

found Henley's kindness a stark contrast to Mitchel’'s demeanor, like comparing

her that Henley stood at the hotel's entrance, eyes tracking the taxi that took her

by the silky smoothness of his voice that said,

warmth in Henley's smile

thoughts of treating Raegan with tenderness, yet Mitchel had once again outmaneuvered him, prompting Henley

Mitchel had made his way to

there, becoming slightly drunk after a

“It looks

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

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

that bastard.” "Your father’s been covering that child’s tracks

a subdued tone, Luis added, "I'm not entirely convinced that they never make contact with each other.” Mitchel stayed silent,

mention of Raegan caused a visible

this, Luis’s curiosity

your skin, huh? Need any advice?” Luis knew Mitchel all

and never bowing to any woman, he would undoubtedly maintain his pride,

upwards,

have a wife?" The question left Luis

to mock me for not having a

thirst, Mitchel got up

at the bar, offered a piece of