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 his fury upon her

ingratiate herself with these men, like a whore? A scornful smile crept across Nicole's

well, she would comply

shed her bulky coat, unveiling

scarcely

barmaids in attendance all

attire was meant to charm the patrons, yet they stood no

man’s gaze clung to

woman in terms

in mere undergarments, Nicole exuded an

those men, seated herself alongside them, and lifted a

of conduct

offer

her tongue delicately catching the remaining droplets, a

undivided attention of

stare, felt a shadow cross his

massage his temples, convincing

deepened, and he looked rather pale even with

swept over Nicole with a frigid air,

of cash from his briefcase,

He beckoned Nicole over.

take a

to me well." Nicole, after a swift swallow of wine, winced as

shirt carelessly undone

were alight with

responded with a beguiling smile, sliding into

moved quickly to hold Nicole's waist, bringing her

brow furrowed briefly

heavy and tainted, washed over her as

who are open and uncomplicated like you." Nicole's lips

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

"Mr.

her delicate

still enchanting, Nicole offered, "Another glass

he inquired, "And your name, darling?” With a hint of scorn flickering in her eyes, Nicole answered, "Nicky will do.” That name struck a

Nicky...

affection, when she declared to him earnestly, "You're the only one in

she had only just met a moment ago, to address her in

he muttered to

cash onto the table, one even audaciously tossing a stack

feeling as though her face was

men complained,

keep holding