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.

to appease Jarrod, he might unleash

men, like a whore? A scornful smile crept

she would comply with

shed her bulky coat, unveiling her slender legs and

scarcely concealed her

attendance

the patrons, yet they stood no chance against

every man’s gaze clung to

woman in terms of

Nicole exuded an undeniable

dignity, Nicole approached those men, seated herself alongside them,

the breach of conduct on

me to offer amends,”

wine in a one gulp, her tongue delicately catching the remaining droplets, a vision of

held the undivided attention of those

was! Jarrod, witnessing Deniz’s greedy stare, felt a shadow cross

his temples,

eyes deepened, and he looked rather pale even with the

a frigid air,

of cash from his briefcase, shoving aside

He beckoned Nicole over.

a

be yours if you attend to me well." Nicole, after a swift swallow of wine, winced as a sharp

shirt carelessly undone by the barmaids whose hands were roaming his

with

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

quickly to hold Nicole's waist, bringing her

furrowed briefly before

over her as he

like women who are open and uncomplicated like you." Nicole's lips pressed together, a wave of nausea

discomfort as a bid to drink, she deftly managed to dodge Deniz's

"Mr.

pouring your drink.” Deniz, gripping her delicate wrist, tilted back his head to drain the glass, then

Nicole offered, "Another

in her eyes, Nicole answered, "Nicky will do.” That name struck a chord in Jarrod, his brooding eyes

Nicky...

declared to him earnestly, "You're

whom she had only just met a moment ago, to address her

he

to compete in their offers, flinging cash onto the table, one even audaciously tossing

though her

drunk men

don't keep holding