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 month

anyone else ever influence her this way? It

control for the moment, infuriating Mitchel further could prove

moment's reflection, she

earn more in the days ahead

she would save money

she'd distance herself from

pondering her exit, Mitchel's suit

serve well

him, she donned the jacket and exited the hall to hail

the vehicle did she call Henley, explaining she

invited Raegan to reach out if

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

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

flickered in his gaze, belied by the silky smoothness of his

warmth in Henley's smile faltered

Raegan with tenderness, yet Mitchel

his way to a bar

slightly drunk after a few drinks

“It looks

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

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

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

now and wait for his slip -up.” With a subdued tone, Luis added, "I'm not entirely convinced that they never make contact

with your ex-wife?" The mention of Raegan caused a visible shift in Mitchel's expression,

this, Luis’s

Need any advice?” Luis knew Mitchel

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

upwards,

have a wife?" The question left Luis at a loss for

the audacity to mock me for not having a wife? Whatever! This

Mitchel

considering Mitchel's generous spending at the bar, offered