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.

she failed to appease Jarrod, he might unleash

men, like a whore? A scornful smile

would

shed her bulky coat, unveiling

undergarments scarcely concealed her

attendance all

the patrons, yet

man’s gaze clung

woman in terms of her

in mere undergarments, Nicole exuded an undeniable presence, starkly unlike

approached those men, seated herself alongside them, and lifted a wine

of conduct on my initial

offer amends,”

her tongue delicately catching the remaining droplets, a vision

the undivided

stare, felt a shadow cross his

temples, convincing

and he looked rather pale even with the company

with a frigid

desire, withdrew several thick bundles of cash from

He beckoned Nicole over.

take a seat

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

corner of her eyes, she saw Jarrod’s shirt carelessly undone

were alight with pleasure,

responded with a beguiling smile, sliding

hold Nicole's waist, bringing her into his arms

furrowed

heavy and tainted, washed over her

are open and uncomplicated like you."

a bid to drink, she deftly

"Mr.

your drink.” Deniz, gripping her delicate

offered, "Another glass

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 turning

Nicky...

she declared to him earnestly, "You're the only one in this life

only just met a moment ago, to address her in such a manner?

a slut!" he muttered to

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

shocked, feeling as though her

men

don't keep