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.

to appease Jarrod, he might unleash

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

would comply with his

coat, unveiling her slender legs and

scarcely

in attendance all inhaled

to charm the patrons,

every man’s gaze clung

woman in terms of

exuded an

those men, seated herself

breach of

me to offer amends,” she

Nicole downed her wine in a one gulp, her tongue

held the undivided attention of

was! Jarrod, witnessing Deniz’s greedy stare, felt a shadow cross his striking features, a

hand to massage his temples, convincing himself he just found

eyes deepened, and he looked rather pale

over Nicole with a frigid air, anticipating her

thick bundles of cash from his briefcase, shoving

He beckoned Nicole over.

a seat

attend to me well." Nicole, after a swift swallow of

eyes, she saw Jarrod’s shirt carelessly undone

features were alight with pleasure,

certainly do my utmost to please you tonight,” Nicole responded with a beguiling smile, sliding

waist, bringing

furrowed briefly

heavy and tainted, washed over

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

to drink, she deftly managed to

"Mr.

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

enchanting, Nicole offered,

inquired, "And your name, darling?” With a hint of scorn flickering in her eyes, Nicole answered,

Nicky...

to him earnestly, "You're the only

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

a slut!" he muttered to

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

as though

drunk men complained,

don't keep