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

she to ingratiate herself with these men, like a

she would comply with his

coat, unveiling her slender legs and smooth

scarcely concealed her

attendance

the patrons, yet they

man’s gaze clung to

was undeniably a good-looking woman in

mere undergarments, Nicole exuded an

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

the breach of conduct on my initial

to offer amends,” she

Nicole downed her wine in a one gulp, her tongue delicately

undivided attention

stare, felt a shadow cross his striking features, a surge of

temples,

Jarrod’s eyes deepened, and he looked

a frigid

several thick bundles of cash from his briefcase, shoving

He beckoned Nicole over.

a

be yours if you attend to me well." Nicole, after a

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

with

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

Nicole's waist, bringing her into his arms

brow furrowed briefly before

heavy and tainted, washed over her as he voiced

and uncomplicated like you." Nicole's

discomfort as a bid to drink, she deftly managed to dodge Deniz's

"Mr.

gripping her delicate wrist, tilted back his head to

smile still enchanting, Nicole offered, "Another glass

flickering in her eyes, Nicole answered, "Nicky will do.” That name struck

Nicky...

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

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

a slut!" he muttered

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

feeling as though her

men

keep holding