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 his

with these men, like a whore? A scornful smile

well, she would comply with his

unveiling

scarcely concealed

in attendance

charm the patrons, yet they stood no chance against

man’s gaze clung

was undeniably a good-looking woman in terms of

mere undergarments, Nicole exuded an undeniable presence,

Nicole approached those men, seated

apologies for the breach of conduct on

to offer amends,” she

a one gulp, her tongue

the undivided attention

greedy stare, felt a shadow cross his striking features, a

massage his temples, convincing himself he

deepened, and he looked

with a frigid air, anticipating her next

of cash from his briefcase, shoving aside

He beckoned Nicole over.

take a seat

well." Nicole, after a swift swallow of wine, winced as a

eyes, she saw Jarrod’s shirt carelessly undone by

alight with pleasure, signaling his

tonight,” Nicole responded with a beguiling

moved quickly to hold Nicole's waist, bringing her into his arms

furrowed briefly

breath, heavy and tainted, washed over her as he voiced his

you."

bid to drink, she deftly managed to

"Mr.

honor of pouring your drink.” Deniz, gripping her delicate wrist, tilted back his head

offered, "Another

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

Nicky...

of affection, when she declared to him earnestly, "You're the only one in

just met a moment ago, to

he

to compete in their offers, flinging cash onto the table, one even audaciously tossing a stack of cash at Nicole's

though her face was

men

don't keep