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

she to ingratiate herself with these men, like a whore? A scornful smile crept across Nicole's

she would comply

her bulky coat, unveiling her

undergarments scarcely concealed

in attendance

patrons, yet they stood no chance against Nicole's

man’s gaze

a good-looking woman in terms

Nicole exuded an undeniable presence, starkly unlike the

Nicole approached those men, seated herself alongside

breach of conduct on my

offer amends,”

gulp, her tongue

the undivided

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

his hand to massage his temples, convincing himself he just found Nicole's

he looked rather

over Nicole with a frigid air, anticipating her

several thick bundles of cash from his briefcase,

He beckoned Nicole over.

take a seat

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

she saw Jarrod’s shirt carelessly undone

alight with

tonight,” Nicole responded with a beguiling smile, sliding

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

furrowed briefly before

and tainted, washed over her as he

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

drink, she deftly managed to dodge Deniz's

"Mr.

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

smile still enchanting, Nicole offered, "Another

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

Nicky...

declared to him earnestly, "You're the only one in this life to call me Nicky.”

just met a moment ago, to address her

he

cash onto the table, one even audaciously tossing a stack of

though her

drunk men complained,

don't keep holding