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 grip on

Raegan took her chance.

away and stepped hard on his

face turned pale, and his forehead beaded

stepped right on his

leaped away from

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

still healing, burst

gushed out, soaking his black

not

done stirred hatred within

whose face was a mask

and I'll make sure you end up behind bars." As soon as she said these words, she opened the door and

then, the secretary and

at Henley and

we let her leave?” Raegan's

that Henley had placed

he was

sofa for support, Henley slowly

smeared blood across his face,

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

tomorrow

make it until then." Raegan's

in with a medicine box

the blood- soaked suit

an alcohol swab, her touch was gentle

had thought Henley had no interest

otherwise, she wondered if

even more attentive in her

intimacy,

gaze, “Do you

his cheekbone

face, she murmured,

attend to your needs." Henley remained

cold fingers traced her jawline, and

sexual tension and let

it

me...” “Ugh...” Henley smirked and suddenly tightened his grip on the secretary's

the secretary realized something was terribly

a panic, she flailed and

Henley’s grip

and desperate

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

next second, blood gushed from

though they were tainted by

place!” he