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.

she failed to appease Jarrod, he might unleash his fury upon

these men, like a whore? A

she would comply

her bulky coat, unveiling her slender legs

scarcely

in attendance all

to charm the patrons, yet

man’s

a good-looking woman in terms of her

Nicole exuded an undeniable presence,

men, seated herself

apologies for the breach of conduct on my initial

offer amends,” she

a one gulp, her tongue delicately

the undivided attention

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

massage his temples, convincing himself he just found

Jarrod’s eyes deepened, and he looked rather pale even

over Nicole with a frigid air,

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

He beckoned Nicole over.

take a seat

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

shirt carelessly undone by the barmaids whose hands

features were alight with pleasure,

to please you tonight,” Nicole responded

to hold Nicole's waist, bringing her

furrowed briefly

washed over her

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

bid to drink, she deftly managed to dodge Deniz's

"Mr.

delicate wrist, tilted back his head to drain

Nicole offered, "Another

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

Nicky...

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, to address her in such a manner? Jarrod's throat tightened, his composure

he muttered to

charm, began to compete in their offers, flinging cash

was shocked, feeling as though her face was

drunk men

don't keep holding