Love Unbreakable

His Threat Suddenly, Nicole's complexion drained of color.

Was Jarrod unaware that beneath her coat, she only wore her underwear as he instructed? Removing her coat would be akin to standing naked for all to see, wouldn't it? In the past, Nicole had joined clients for dinners, but always dressed in her professional attire.

Being a Lawrence, people would only dare to mock Nicole with words, never mistaking her for a mere whore.

But now, Jarrod seemed poised to tarnish her good name in this entertainment place.

The other two men perked up.

"Stop acting so prim and proper.

We're not here to watch you hide behind that coat.

Off with it, and make it quick." "Yes, entertain us well and you'll be handsomely rewarded.” Their expressions were filled with unsavory intent, making Nicole reel as if she had been struck across the face.

Jarrod, watching her frozen stance, let out a sardonic laugh.

"Let's remember, Miss Lawrence hails from a respectable family.

Perhaps we should allow her a moment to consider.” "Really? That's rather dull.

Maybe we should find someone else to entertain us for the time being?" With a gesture from Deniz, a group of barmaids entered, dressed in revealing attire and drawing all eyes.

Deniz pointed out two particularly striking women, instructing them, "Take special care of Mr.

Schultz.” These two women were well-trained and walked toward Jarrod as instructed immediately.

Their eyes lit up when they saw Jarrod.

Such a dashing guy was seldom seen here.

They approached him unabashedly and settled on either side, hands provocatively on Jarrod's legs.

"Mr.

Schultz, what would you like to do now?" Deniz chuckled at their forwardness.

"You're both quite fortunate to attend to a man of Mr.

Schultz's caliber.” Jarrod didn't dismiss their advances, enveloping them with an arm each and boldly finishing the drink nestled against one’s curves.

The wine’s aroma lingered as Jarrod squinted his eyes at Nicole and, with a mocking smile, he toyed with his phone.

"Miss Lawrence, should I get your family's permission for you?" Nicole's heart seemed to lurch at the mention of her family.

Suddenly, Nicole felt a grip around her throat, stealing her breath away.

She was certain Jarrod intended to torment her this evening.

Jarrod, he might unleash his fury upon her

with these men, like a whore? A scornful smile crept across

she would comply with his

bulky coat, unveiling her slender

undergarments scarcely concealed her

in attendance all inhaled

alluring attire was meant to charm the patrons, yet they stood no chance against Nicole's unveiled

every man’s

undeniably a good-looking woman

in mere undergarments, Nicole exuded an

her dignity, Nicole approached those men, seated herself alongside

for the breach of conduct on my

me to offer

one gulp, her tongue delicately catching the remaining droplets,

undivided attention

a

to massage his temples, convincing himself he

eyes deepened, and he looked rather pale even with the company of two

gaze swept over Nicole with a frigid air, anticipating

thick bundles of cash from his briefcase, shoving aside the barmaid next to

He beckoned Nicole over.

take a seat

all be yours if you attend to me well." Nicole, after a

of her eyes, she saw Jarrod’s shirt carelessly undone

with

tonight,” Nicole responded with a beguiling smile, sliding into the seat

hold Nicole's waist, bringing her into

furrowed

heavy and tainted, washed over

you." Nicole's lips pressed together, a wave of

discomfort as a bid to drink, she deftly

"Mr.

the honor of pouring your drink.” Deniz, gripping her delicate wrist, tilted

offered, "Another

he inquired, "And your name, darling?” With a hint of scorn flickering in her eyes, Nicole answered, "Nicky will do.” That name struck a chord in Jarrod, his

Nicky...

of affection, when she declared to him earnestly, "You're

only just met a moment ago, to

slut!" he

by Nicole's charm, began to compete in their offers, flinging cash

though her face was

men complained,

don't keep holding