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.

in pain and unconsciously loosened his

Raegan took her chance.

away and stepped hard on

and his

had stepped right

leaped away

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

wounds, still healing, burst

soaking

not

done stirred hatred within

Henley, whose face was a mask hiding his

"Try anything like that again, and I'll make sure you end up behind bars." As soon

and two

at Henley and

shall we let her leave?”

that Henley had placed bodyguards at the

think, he was

the sofa for support, Henley

brow, his hand smeared blood across his

his glasses, regaining his gentle demeanor, and slowly said, “Raegan, |

tomorrow to think about

Nicole might not make

in with a

the blood-

her touch was

thought Henley had no

seeing otherwise, she wondered

this thought, she became even more attentive in her actions, subtly brushing

inexperienced in intimacy, but he wasn't

and asked with a tantalizing gaze, “Do you want to

streak of blood on his

flushed face, she

I can attend to your needs." Henley remained quiet, a faint

long, cold fingers traced her jawline,

secretary succumbed to the sexual tension and let out a

his hand, placed it on her plump bosom, and

and suddenly tightened

the secretary realized something

a panic, she flailed

Henley’s grip

eyes rolled back, and desperate

shoved the secretary away, who hit the sharp edge of the office desk

from the

eyes appeared as though they were tainted by the most fearsome

your place!”