Love Unbreakable

The room was filled with shock at the unexpected turn.

Those men had been so engrossed in _ their performance, never anticipating such a dramatic turn of events.

Nicole's eyes, once sparkling, were now dim.

Facing Jarrod, her voice was cold.

"Jarrod, my father canceled my engagement with you, fearing I might not lead a good life with you.

Back then, I was mad at him and failed to understand his concerns.

We argued, and I even refused to eat.

But was his desire to protect me so unforgivable? Did your family be killed by my family? Why do you want us all dead? Is it just because you believe I played with your feelings? Fine, if you are so set on revenge on me.

I'm ready to atone with my life.

Is that enough for you?” With resolve, Nicole moved the glass shard toward her neck.

Thud! Suddenly, the bottle was kicked against the wall! Nicole's less agile left hand was outpaced by Jarrod’s feet.

He kicked her hand, sending a jolt of pain through Nicole's wrist.

Nicole's last hope of death was taken away.

"All of you, get out!” Jarrod's voice thundered with fury.

Those men quickly complied, not daring to disobey.

Jarrod pinned Nicole's battered form against the wall.

"Even facing death, Nicole, you defy me? Haven't I said you need my permission to die?” Nicole's hands drooped, drained of strength.

She couldn't raise them.

It was then she realized he had said she needed his permission to die.

She lacked even the freedom to control her own life and death.

A hauntingly beautiful smile appeared on Nicole's face.

"Jarrod, it doesn't matter if you say no.

My bod is failing.

all the

dying." At that moment,

freedom? Jarrod

This again! Her repeated mention of dying was almost like etching that word on her forehead as a stark reminder to

couldn't she simply yield to him, stop resisting, and avoid despicable deeds? Jarrod didn't believe she would die, but the

convinced himself his unease was because he didn't

more vengeance to exact! Why did she think she could

wasn't falling for it, not one bit! Jarrod gripped her shoulder

try to trick me with this,

old Jarrod who would listen to you?"

Jarrod I knew is

left is a demon." Nicole's laughter was hysterical, pain

Jarrod's irritation grew.

tightened his hold on her waist, lifting

His voice was icy.

still have the audacity to defy me!" Nicole, powerless, stared at him with

a cruel beast!" Jarrod’s sneer

weren't you? I got to satisfy your needs.”

than man, eyed

his tongue finding her pulsing artery,

her body shaking, tears streaming

a vulnerable spot where a bit more force could

over her,

you'll never want another man." His hand moved beneath,

moments like this, he was reminded she

disarray, her wet tears sticking to her

helpless fish on a chopping

as their intimacy grew, a knock at

Jarrod’s response was cold.

Outside, Alec

"Mr.

Miss Powell is

for you.” Hearing Jamie's name brought Nicole a

to continue, but his phone's

pounded his fist on the coffee table's

Nicole's respite was brief.

found a jacket for her, and took

villa Jarrod had

was at the entrance, visibly

to Jarrod,