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.

Mitchel yet again, barely a month after their split,

her this way? It wasn't something she

in control for the moment, infuriating Mitchel further

reflection, she shook off these

focus was to work diligently and earn more in the days

she would save

herself from Mitchel

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

would serve well

the jacket and exited the hall to hail a

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

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

Henley's kindness a stark contrast to

Henley once more, unbeknownst to her that Henley stood at the hotel's

chill flickered in his gaze, belied by the silky smoothness of his voice that said, "Rest well, Raegan.” Then

smile faltered for

tenderness, yet Mitchel had once again outmaneuvered him, prompting

his way to a bar after leaving the

becoming slightly drunk after a

“It looks like your

your divorce." Mitchel, his face expressionless, inquired,

remained silent for a moment, then added, "Even

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

play along 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

Luis’s

Need any advice?” Luis knew Mitchel all

never bowing to any woman, he would

glanced upwards, his reply

The question left Luis

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

Mitchel

the bar,