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

ingratiate herself with these men, like a whore? A scornful

she would comply with

unveiling

scarcely concealed her

in attendance

to charm the patrons, yet they stood no chance

anticipated, every man’s gaze clung to

was undeniably a good-looking woman in terms of

an undeniable presence, starkly unlike

those men, seated herself alongside them, and

for the breach of conduct on my initial

offer

in a one gulp, her tongue delicately catching the remaining droplets, a

the undivided attention

felt a shadow cross his striking features, a surge of displeasure

hand to massage his temples, convincing himself he just

looked rather pale even with the company of

gaze swept over Nicole with a frigid air,

withdrew several thick bundles of cash from his briefcase, shoving aside the barmaid

He beckoned Nicole over.

a seat

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

corner of her eyes, she saw Jarrod’s shirt carelessly undone by the barmaids whose

features were alight with pleasure, signaling

tonight,” Nicole responded with a beguiling smile, sliding into the

hold Nicole's waist, bringing her into

furrowed briefly before

washed over her

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

as a bid to drink, she

"Mr.

her delicate wrist, tilted back his head to drain the glass,

offered, "Another glass for

inquired, "And your name, darling?” With a hint of scorn flickering in her eyes, Nicole answered, "Nicky

Nicky...

their tender days of affection, when she declared to him earnestly, "You're the only one in this life to call me Nicky.”

had only just met a moment ago, to

he

offers, flinging cash onto the table,

though her

drunk men complained,

keep holding