Love Unbreakable

Henley gently brushed away Raegan's tears with his fingertips and softly said, “If 1 had known it was you, 1 would've come for you earlier.

You mean so much to me.

Do you know that?" In the depths of Henley's abyss-like past, only Raegan had made him feel alive.

Raegan's tears didn't cease.

Henley's words were enigmatic and beyond her comprehension.

Her thoughts wandered over the people outside.

Thinking of them, she raised her voice and shouted as loudly as she could, “Help! Help...” Henley swiftly covered her mouth, muffling her cries.

Then, he let out a bone-chilling laughter.

"No one will hear you.

And if by chance they do, they won't intervene.” In Raegan's heart, despair took root.

Henley had meticulously planned.

In other words, it was a trap for Raegan.

Henley pressed his index finger against Raegan's lips and whispered, "Be a good girl and give yourself to me.

I promise I'll be better than Mitchel.” Even though he hadn't had sexual intercourse with women before, he had learned several techniques after realizing Raegan was the one for him.

He would be mindful of her feelings and was confident he wouldn't do anything less than satisfactory.

But as Henley pressed on her again, Raegan, gripped by panic, blurted out, "Henley, do you like me?" With a fire blazing in his eyes, Henley resolutely answered, "I like you.

| want all of you." Raegan sensed his unwavering determination, yet she tried to reason with him.

"If you really like me, you should respect me, not force me.” Henley's eyes darkened, and he muttered, “Since 1 was a child, things | liked would always be discarded by others.

From that on, I understand one thing.

If you want something, you must do whatever it takes to have it.” “It's not like that,” Raegan countered.

"If you force me, I will hate you.

Do you want that?” Henley paused for a beat and said in a low voice, “I don't want you to hate me.” Raegan seized the opportunity and continued, “I don't like you.

If you force me, I will hate you and wish for you to die.” “Do you like Mitchel?” Henley asked out of nowhere.

With a low and magnetic voice, he bitterly asked, “Is he better than me?" Raegan closed her eyes and shook her head.

"I'm not interested in anyone.” “You little liar," Henley scoffed.

"You like him.” During their conversation, Raegan noticed a brief lapse in Henley's attention and decided to seize this opportunity.

With that, she lifted her knee and struck him in the part where it hurt the most.

winced in pain and

Raegan took her chance.

and stepped hard

face turned pale, and his forehead beaded

right on his

leaped

done it on purpose, and that was why she hit him

wounds, still

out, soaking his

not a

had done stirred

Henley, whose face was a mask

sure you end up behind bars." As soon as she

secretary and two

at

shall we let her leave?” Raegan's

had placed bodyguards at the

think, he was actually considering detaining

sofa for support, Henley

smeared blood across his face, adding a

his glasses, regaining his gentle demeanor, and slowly said,

until tomorrow to think about

make it until

Raegan left, the secretary came in with a medicine box to tend to

open the blood- soaked suit

an alcohol swab, her touch was gentle and

had thought Henley had no interest in

she wondered if she might have

more attentive in her

was inexperienced in intimacy, but he wasn't

with a tantalizing gaze, “Do you want to sleep with

of blood on his

flushed face, she murmured,

attend to your needs." Henley remained quiet, a faint smile dancing

fingers traced her jawline, and his

succumbed to the sexual tension and let out a

hand, placed it on her plump bosom,

Henley smirked and suddenly tightened his grip on the

secretary realized something was terribly

flailed and tried to break

Henley’s grip

back, and desperate sounds escaped her

of death, Henley forcefully shoved the secretary away, who hit the sharp edge of the office desk with a loud

next second, blood gushed from the

as though they were

place!” he