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.

failed to appease Jarrod, he might unleash

these men, like a whore? A scornful

well, she would comply with

shed her bulky coat, unveiling her slender

undergarments scarcely

attendance all

patrons, yet they

man’s gaze

good-looking woman in terms of her

in mere undergarments, Nicole exuded an undeniable presence, starkly

seated herself alongside them, and lifted a wine

apologies for the breach of conduct on my initial

me to offer

a one gulp, her tongue

the undivided attention of those

a prize she was! Jarrod, witnessing Deniz’s greedy stare, felt a

massage his temples, convincing himself he

looked rather pale

gaze swept over Nicole with a frigid air,

Deniz, lost in his desire, withdrew several thick bundles of cash from his briefcase, shoving aside

He beckoned Nicole over.

take a seat

Nicole, after a swift swallow of wine, winced as a sharp

shirt carelessly

were alight with pleasure, signaling

certainly do my utmost to please you tonight,” Nicole responded with a beguiling smile, sliding into

waist, bringing her into his arms

brow furrowed briefly before

and tainted, washed over her

and uncomplicated like you." Nicole's lips

to drink, she deftly managed to dodge Deniz's

"Mr.

her delicate wrist, tilted back

enchanting, Nicole offered, "Another glass for

Nicole's soft hand, 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 brooding eyes

Nicky...

nickname during their tender days of affection, when she declared to him earnestly,

old man, whom she had only just met a moment ago,

a slut!" he muttered

offers, flinging cash onto the table, one even audaciously tossing

though her

men

don't keep