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.

yet again,

else ever influence her this way? It wasn't

might appear in control for the

she

was to work diligently and earn more in the days ahead to

would save money

way, she'd distance herself

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

well

him, she donned the jacket and exited the hall to

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

phone, invited Raegan to

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

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

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

warmth in Henley's smile faltered

had entertained thoughts of treating Raegan with tenderness, yet Mitchel had

had made his way to a bar after leaving the

drunk

a cigarette between his fingers, Luis commented, “It looks like your father keeps

your divorce." Mitchel, his face expressionless, inquired, "Have you located that woman?" Luis, shaking his

dead?” Mitchel remained silent for a moment, then added, "Even

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

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

well with your ex-wife?" The mention of Raegan caused a visible shift in

this, Luis’s

huh? Need

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

upwards, his

have a wife?" The question left Luis at

me for not having a wife? Whatever! This bastard

Mitchel got up

spending at the bar, offered a piece of advice despite