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.

unleash all the hatred you

am dying." At that moment, Nicole longed for

offer her freedom? Jarrod was livid at

mention of dying was almost like etching that word on her forehead as a stark reminder

him, stop resisting, and avoid despicable deeds? Jarrod didn't believe she would die,

convinced himself his unease was because he didn't want her to

exact! Why did she think she could just die?

not one bit! Jarrod

try to trick me with this,

think I'm still the old Jarrod who would listen

Jarrod I knew is

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

Jarrod's irritation grew.

waist,

His voice was icy.

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

nothing but a cruel beast!" Jarrod’s

wanted? When I was unconscious, you were busily involved with other men, weren't you? I got to satisfy your needs.” Nicole's words faltered, realizing arguing with

now more demon than

her pulsing artery,

gasped, her body shaking, tears streaming down

was her artery, a vulnerable spot where

loomed over her, his

sure you'll never want another

this, he was reminded she

was in disarray, her wet tears

helpless fish on a

a knock at the door broke the

Jarrod’s response was cold.

Alec

"Mr.

Miss Powell

Hearing Jamie's name

about to continue, but his phone's persistent

on the coffee table's glass, stopping

Nicole's respite was brief.

dressed, casually found a jacket for her, and

villa Jarrod had bought

surprise, Jamie was at

ran to