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

ever influence her this way? It wasn't something

might appear in control for the moment,

moment's reflection, she shook off

earn more in the days ahead

would save money to

herself

rose, pondering her exit, Mitchel's suit jacket on the

well to cover

him, she donned the jacket

vehicle did she call Henley, explaining she had to return early

tone, soft and gentle over the phone, invited Raegan to reach out if

guilt wash over her, Raegan found Henley's kindness a stark contrast to Mitchel’'s demeanor,

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

silky smoothness of his voice that said, "Rest well,

warmth in Henley's smile

yet Mitchel had once again outmaneuvered him, prompting Henley

had made his way to a bar after

slightly drunk

“It looks like

date the moment he learned about your divorce." Mitchel, his face expressionless, inquired, "Have you located

a moment, then added, "Even if she’s gone, the

wealth, probably for that bastard.” "Your

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

Things didn't go well with your ex-wife?" The mention of Raegan caused a visible shift in

Luis’s curiosity

really got under your skin, huh? Need any advice?” Luis knew Mitchel

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

upwards, his reply

a wife?" The question left

to mock me for not having a wife?

Mitchel

considering Mitchel's generous spending at the bar, offered a