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.

he might unleash his fury upon

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

well, she would comply

shed her bulky coat, unveiling her slender legs and

undergarments scarcely concealed her

barmaids in attendance all inhaled

was meant to charm the patrons, yet they stood no chance against Nicole's unveiled

man’s gaze

undeniably a good-looking woman in terms of her

Nicole exuded an

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

apologies for the breach of conduct on my initial

offer amends,”

a one gulp, her tongue delicately catching the remaining

undivided attention of those

Jarrod, witnessing Deniz’s greedy stare, felt a shadow cross his striking features, a surge

hand to massage his temples, convincing himself

in Jarrod’s eyes deepened, and he looked rather pale even with the company of two

swept over Nicole with a frigid air, anticipating

thick bundles of cash from his

He beckoned Nicole over.

take a

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

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

with pleasure, signaling

please you tonight,” Nicole responded with a

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

furrowed

tainted, washed over her as he voiced his

open and uncomplicated like you." Nicole's lips pressed together, a wave of

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

"Mr.

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

still enchanting, Nicole offered,

Nicole's soft hand, he inquired, "And your name, darling?” With a hint of scorn flickering in

Nicky...

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

could Nicole allow this old man, whom she had only just met a moment ago,

a slut!" he muttered

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

feeling as though

drunk men complained,

keep