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.

to appease Jarrod, he might unleash

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

well, she would comply with

shed her bulky coat, unveiling her slender legs

scarcely concealed her

attendance all inhaled

patrons, yet they stood

man’s gaze

woman

an undeniable presence, starkly unlike

seated herself alongside them, and lifted

the breach of conduct on my initial

offer

in a one gulp, her tongue delicately catching

held the undivided attention of those

greedy stare, felt a shadow cross his striking features,

hand to massage his temples, convincing himself he

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

over Nicole with a frigid

in his desire, withdrew several thick bundles of cash

He beckoned Nicole over.

a

to me well." Nicole, after a swift swallow

she saw Jarrod’s shirt carelessly undone by the barmaids whose

alight with pleasure, signaling his

responded with

bringing her into his arms with a

furrowed

breath, heavy and tainted, washed over her

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

her discomfort as a bid to drink, she deftly managed

"Mr.

her delicate wrist, tilted back

enchanting, Nicole offered, "Another glass

darling?” With a hint of scorn flickering in her eyes, Nicole answered, "Nicky will do.”

Nicky...

during their tender days of affection, when she declared to him earnestly, "You're the only one

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

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

feeling as though her face

men complained,

don't keep holding