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.

he might unleash

herself with these men, like a whore? A scornful smile crept across

well, she would comply

shed her bulky coat, unveiling her

scarcely

barmaids in attendance all

alluring attire was meant to charm the patrons, yet they stood no chance against Nicole's unveiled

anticipated, every man’s gaze

undeniably a good-looking woman in terms

in mere undergarments, Nicole exuded an undeniable presence, starkly

aside her dignity, Nicole approached those men, seated herself alongside them, and

of conduct on my

to offer

her tongue delicately catching

undivided attention of those

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

massage his temples,

he looked rather pale even with the

over Nicole with a frigid air, anticipating her

thick bundles of cash from his briefcase, shoving aside the barmaid next to

He beckoned Nicole over.

a

Nicole, after a swift swallow of wine, winced

saw Jarrod’s shirt carelessly undone by the barmaids whose hands were roaming his

were alight with

to please you tonight,” Nicole responded with a

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

furrowed

and tainted, washed over her as he voiced his

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

to drink, she deftly

"Mr.

gripping her delicate wrist, tilted back his

Nicole offered, "Another glass for you,

scorn flickering in her eyes, Nicole answered,

Nicky...

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

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

he muttered to

cash onto the

though her face

men complained,

keep holding