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.

appease Jarrod, he might unleash

men, like

well, she would comply with

her bulky coat, unveiling her

scarcely concealed

attendance

the patrons, yet they stood no chance against

every man’s gaze clung to

a good-looking woman in terms of

mere undergarments, Nicole exuded an undeniable presence, starkly

her dignity, Nicole approached those men, seated herself alongside

of conduct on

offer

a one gulp, her tongue delicately catching the

the undivided attention

a prize she was! Jarrod, witnessing Deniz’s greedy stare, felt a shadow cross his striking features, a

massage his temples, convincing himself he just found

deepened, and he looked rather pale

Nicole with a

thick bundles of cash

He beckoned Nicole over.

take a

after a

she saw Jarrod’s shirt carelessly undone by the barmaids whose hands were

features were alight with pleasure,

my utmost to please you tonight,” Nicole responded with a

bringing her into his arms with a

furrowed

breath, heavy and tainted, washed over her as he

like women who are open and uncomplicated like you." Nicole's

to drink,

"Mr.

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

offered, "Another glass for you,

Nicole's soft hand, he inquired, "And your name, darling?” With a hint of scorn flickering in

Nicky...

their tender days of affection, when she declared to him earnestly, "You're the

just met a moment ago, to address her in such a

he

their offers, flinging cash onto the table, one even audaciously tossing a stack

feeling as though

drunk men

keep holding