Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

I Beg You Howe's words echoed in the air.
His eagerness to overpower Nicole and strip off her clothes was evident.
Nicole felt his hot breath on her face, causing her stomach to churn violently.
She fought the urge to vomit.
Her piercing scream finally caught the attention of bystanders, including Jamie and Jarrod.
Jarrod's expression darkened instantly when he realized Howe was about to assault Nicole.
Noticing Jarrod's troubled look, Jamie quickly grabbed his arm and turned to face Howe.
"Howe, why here of all places?” Without waiting for his response, Jamie looked at the security guard and commanded, "Help my
brother up, will you? Just keep it cool.
What kind of woman is she even? How dare she behave so shamelessly here!" Jamie's accusatory words swiftly shifted public
opinion against Nicole.
Whispers spread among the onlookers.
Despite Howe's notorious reputation, the crowd) still condemned Nicole.
It was not until Howe was forcibly removed from the scene and saw the crowd around him that he regained sobriety.
At this moment, he adjusted his belt and echoed Jamie's sentiment.
"Sorry, I got a bit carried away.” His words insinuated a mutual consent that was not there.
Meanwhile, Jarrod’s dark eyes reddened upon seeing Nicole's disheveled clothes and the bucks near her chest.
"Clear out the crowd first," Jarrod commanded the security in a low and firm voice.
The guards quickly redirected the bystanders to a nearby stage where a couple of C-list celebrities were performing.
The crowd gathered there, drawn by the entertainment.
Once the area was emptied, Jarrod confronted Nicole, who was half-naked.

"Nicole, how could you stoop so low?" His words stung Nicole more painfully than a physical slap.
Her face burned with humiliation.
However, the absurdity of the situation soon struck Nicole as ironic.
There stood the infamous Howe, yet Jarrod seemed to believe she was the one at fault.
She thought about her loyalty to Jarrod and the fact that she had never been with another man.

You're not leaving here without sleeping with me today!" With her face flushed with anger, Nicole shot back, "What kind of nonsense are you talking about!” “Watch your manners, Howe," Jamie chimed in. "Miss Lawrence is from the prestigious Lawrence family. She's not someone you can just touch whenever you want." Jamie casually explained Nicole's background to Howe. She knew him too well. If Howe set his sights on a woman, he would go to any lengths to have her. The more challenging the pursuit, the harsher he would be once he succeeded. The fate of the last woman was

Nicole eyed him warily. "T'll make it up to you next time,” Howe added with a wicked grin. His gaze was terrifying like a nest of venomous snakes. He swore to himself he would do whatever it took to get her. With that, Harold stumbled toward the deck and searched for another temporary conquest. Jarrod cast a cold glance at Nicole and issued an order, "Throw her out!" Two security guards moved to

long while, she looked up at Jarrod and pleaded, “Mr. Schultz, please, spare the Lawrence Group.” Jarrod turned to see Nicole, who was once so proud and strong, now kneeling before

He should be filled with resentment toward her. But why did his heart ache as if wounded by a dull blade? His eyes ached at the sight of her bent knees. Why? Well, maybe it was because he was not ruthless enough. Maybe that was the reason he didn't draw pleasure from her miserable look. After all, Nicole