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.

appease Jarrod, he

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

would comply with his

bulky coat, unveiling her slender

undergarments scarcely concealed her

attendance

charm the patrons, yet

every man’s gaze clung to

undeniably a good-looking woman

in mere undergarments, Nicole exuded an

men, seated herself alongside them, and

the breach of conduct on

offer amends,”

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

the undivided attention of those

felt a shadow cross his striking features, a surge

massage his temples, convincing

gloomy expression in Jarrod’s eyes deepened, and he looked rather

a frigid air,

Deniz, lost in his desire, withdrew several thick bundles of cash from his briefcase, shoving aside the

He beckoned Nicole over.

a

Nicole, after a swift swallow of wine, winced as a sharp pain flared in

carelessly undone

with pleasure,

responded with a beguiling

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

brow furrowed

washed over her as he voiced his

like you." Nicole's

bid to drink, she deftly managed

"Mr.

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

offered, "Another glass for you,

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

Nicky...

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

old man, whom she had only just met a moment ago, to address

slut!" he

flinging cash

was shocked, feeling as though her

men complained,

keep