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

ingratiate herself with these men, like a whore?

well, she would comply with

shed her bulky coat, unveiling her slender

undergarments scarcely

attendance all inhaled

to charm the patrons, yet

anticipated, every man’s

a good-looking woman in terms of

mere undergarments, Nicole exuded an undeniable

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

breach of conduct

offer

a one gulp, her tongue delicately catching the remaining droplets, a vision of

held the undivided attention of

a shadow cross his striking features, a surge of displeasure

hand to massage his temples, convincing himself he just

Jarrod’s eyes deepened, and he looked rather

swept over Nicole with a frigid air,

thick bundles of

He beckoned Nicole over.

take a seat

you attend to me well." Nicole, after a swift swallow

saw Jarrod’s shirt carelessly undone by the barmaids whose

alight with pleasure, signaling

tonight,” Nicole responded with a beguiling smile,

to hold Nicole's waist, bringing her into

brow furrowed briefly

washed over her

who are open and uncomplicated like you." Nicole's lips

as a bid to drink, she deftly managed to dodge

"Mr.

of pouring your drink.” Deniz, gripping her delicate wrist, tilted back

still enchanting, Nicole offered, "Another glass

he inquired, "And your name, darling?” With a hint of scorn flickering in her eyes, Nicole answered, "Nicky will do.” That name struck

Nicky...

him earnestly, "You're the only one in this life to call

a moment ago, to address her

slut!" he muttered

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

was shocked, feeling as though

drunk men complained,

don't keep holding