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 might unleash

ingratiate herself with these men, like a whore? A

would comply

unveiling her

undergarments scarcely concealed

attendance all

was meant to charm the patrons, yet they stood no

every man’s

a good-looking woman in terms of

Nicole exuded an undeniable presence, starkly unlike the

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

for the breach of

offer amends,”

gulp, her tongue

undivided attention

a shadow cross

his hand to massage his temples, convincing

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

swept over Nicole with a frigid air,

Deniz, lost in his desire, withdrew several thick bundles of cash from

He beckoned Nicole over.

a

a swift swallow of wine,

Jarrod’s shirt carelessly undone

alight with pleasure, signaling

my utmost to please you tonight,” Nicole responded with a beguiling smile, sliding into the seat beside

to hold Nicole's waist, bringing her into his arms with a

furrowed briefly before

breath, heavy and tainted, washed over her

and uncomplicated like you." Nicole's lips pressed

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

"Mr.

gripping her delicate wrist, tilted back

smile still enchanting, Nicole offered, "Another glass for you,

in her eyes, Nicole answered, "Nicky will do.” That name struck a chord in Jarrod, his brooding

Nicky...

nickname during their tender days of affection, when she declared to him earnestly,

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

a slut!" he muttered

men, enthralled by Nicole's charm, began to compete in their offers, flinging cash onto the table, one even audaciously tossing a stack

was shocked, feeling as though her face was on

drunk men complained,

don't keep