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.

appease Jarrod, he might unleash his fury upon her

men, like a whore? A

would comply with

shed her bulky coat, unveiling her slender legs and smooth

scarcely concealed her

attendance all

attire was meant to charm the patrons,

every man’s gaze clung

good-looking woman in terms of her

undergarments, Nicole exuded an undeniable presence,

approached those men, seated herself

breach of conduct on my initial

offer amends,”

wine in a one gulp, her tongue delicately catching the remaining

undivided attention of

a prize she was! Jarrod, witnessing Deniz’s greedy stare, felt a

massage his temples, convincing himself

gloomy expression in Jarrod’s eyes deepened, and he looked rather pale even with

with a frigid air, anticipating her

several thick bundles of cash from his briefcase, shoving

He beckoned Nicole over.

a

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

she saw Jarrod’s shirt carelessly undone

alight with

tonight,” Nicole responded with a beguiling

bringing her into his arms

brow furrowed briefly before

heavy and tainted, washed over her as he

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

to drink, she deftly managed

"Mr.

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

smile still enchanting, Nicole offered, "Another

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

Nicky...

him earnestly, "You're the only

met a moment ago, to address her in such a manner? Jarrod's throat tightened,

slut!" he

began to compete in their offers, flinging cash onto the table, one even audaciously tossing

feeling as though her face was

drunk men

keep