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 his fury upon her

these men, like a whore?

well, she would

her bulky coat, unveiling her slender legs

scarcely

attendance all

charm the patrons, yet they stood no chance against Nicole's unveiled

man’s gaze

woman in

undergarments, Nicole exuded an undeniable presence, starkly unlike the

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

breach of conduct on my initial

me to offer

a one gulp, her tongue delicately catching the

undivided

felt a shadow cross

his hand to massage his temples, convincing

looked rather pale even with the company

swept over Nicole with a frigid air,

lost in his desire, withdrew several thick bundles of cash from his briefcase, shoving aside the

He beckoned Nicole over.

take a seat

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

of her eyes, she saw Jarrod’s shirt carelessly undone by the barmaids whose hands were roaming his

alight with pleasure, signaling his

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

Nicole's waist, bringing

furrowed briefly before

and tainted, washed over

uncomplicated like you." Nicole's

her discomfort as a bid to drink, she deftly managed to

"Mr.

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

enchanting, Nicole offered, "Another glass

scorn flickering in her

Nicky...

during their tender days of affection, when she declared to him earnestly, "You're the only one

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

he muttered to

cash onto the table, one even audaciously tossing a stack of cash at Nicole's

was shocked, feeling as though her

drunk men

don't keep