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.

Jarrod, he

she to ingratiate herself with these men, like a whore? A scornful smile crept

well, she would comply with his

shed her bulky coat, unveiling her slender legs

undergarments scarcely concealed

in attendance all

to charm the patrons,

anticipated, every man’s gaze clung

woman in terms of

undergarments, Nicole exuded an undeniable presence, starkly

approached those men, seated herself

breach of conduct on

to offer amends,” she

gulp, her tongue delicately

the undivided

greedy stare, felt a shadow

his hand to massage his temples,

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

over Nicole with a frigid air,

thick bundles of cash from his briefcase, shoving aside the barmaid next

He beckoned Nicole over.

take a

well." Nicole, after a swift

carelessly undone by the barmaids whose

with

responded with a

moved quickly to hold Nicole's waist, bringing

brow furrowed

over

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

to drink, she deftly managed

"Mr.

me the honor of pouring your drink.” Deniz, gripping her delicate

Nicole offered,

As Deniz touched Nicole's soft hand, he inquired, "And your name, darling?” With a hint of scorn flickering in her eyes, Nicole answered, "Nicky will do.” That name struck a chord in Jarrod, his brooding eyes turning

Nicky...

when she declared to him

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

he muttered

Nicole's charm, began to compete in their offers, flinging cash

shocked, feeling as though her

drunk men

don't keep holding