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

face turned pale, and his forehead beaded

had stepped right on his

last, Raegan leaped away

purpose, and that was why she hit him on

wounds, still healing, burst

soaking his

not a

had done

whose face

up behind bars." As soon as

secretary and two bodyguards blocked

glanced at

shall we let her leave?”

Henley had placed bodyguards

was actually considering

support, Henley slowly stood

sweat from his brow, his hand smeared blood across his face, adding a dangerous charm

regaining his gentle demeanor, and slowly said,

tomorrow

not make it until then." Raegan's complexion

secretary came in with

open the blood- soaked

an alcohol swab, her touch was gentle and

thought Henley had

wondered if she might

even more attentive in her actions, subtly brushing

inexperienced in intimacy, but

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

blood on his cheekbone even

flushed face,

your needs." Henley remained

traced her jawline, and his knuckles grazed her

succumbed to the sexual tension

placed it on her plump bosom, and

suddenly tightened

realized something was

panic, she flailed and tried to

Henley’s grip

and

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

gushed from

eyes appeared as though they were tainted by the most

place!”