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 his

to ingratiate herself with these men, like a

well, she would

shed her bulky coat, unveiling her slender legs

undergarments scarcely concealed her

barmaids in attendance all inhaled

was meant to charm the patrons,

every man’s gaze clung to

was undeniably a good-looking woman in terms of her

undergarments, Nicole exuded an undeniable presence, starkly unlike the

aside her dignity, Nicole approached those men, seated

for the breach of conduct on my initial

me to offer amends,” she

gulp, her tongue delicately catching the remaining

the undivided attention

Jarrod, witnessing Deniz’s greedy stare, felt a shadow cross his striking features, a surge of displeasure rising

massage his temples, convincing himself

deepened, and he looked rather pale even with the

swept over Nicole with a

bundles of cash from his briefcase, shoving aside the barmaid

He beckoned Nicole over.

a

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

eyes, she saw Jarrod’s shirt carelessly undone by the barmaids whose

were alight with pleasure,

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

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

brow furrowed

washed over her

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

to drink, she deftly managed to dodge

"Mr.

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

Nicole offered, "Another glass for

"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 this life

she had only just met a moment ago, to address her in such a manner? Jarrod's throat

he muttered

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

was shocked, feeling as though

drunk men

don't keep