Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

Chapter 418 Don't Hate Me

Hearing Jarrod's words, Nicole clenched her jaw in frustration, her voice laced with venom, saying, "If you think I won't retaliate, then keep provoking me!"

Jarrod's amusement at her defiance was evident. Holding Nicole closer, he chuckled and said, "Babe, feel free to retaliate as you please."

Chills ran down Nicole's spine. Jarrod's madness was evident! Nicole was left speechless.

"You beast!" Nicole's arm tensed as she clenched her teeth and cursed.

Yet, Jarrod seemed unaffected, his tone deepening, and said, "I'm flattered."

After a moment, Nicole's hands were finally freed. Her palms felt scorched.

Tremors ran through Nicole, fingers numb, her lips pale from pressure. Instinctively, she poked at his injury.

Jarrod hissed instantly. The erotic tension, which had just peaked, had yet to dissipate. The poke elicited a sensation that was both painful and pleasurable for him.

"Jarrod, you're repulsive!"

Jarrod simply smirked, his voice low and husky, saying, "The price of poking

me."

Anger blazed in Nicole's eyes as she attempted to slap him, but Jarrod seized her hand tightly, guiding it toward his wound.

He pressed her hand, repeatedly pushing it inwards. A cold and impassive expression settled over his handsome features.

"Does this satisfy you?" His tone remained eerily calm, yet beneath the surface lurked a madness, destructive and suffocating.

Jarrod's wound reopened, and Nicole's hand now was covered in his blood.

breath, saying, "You... You are

to be devoid of any sense of

hand on his wound

intended to insert her hand into

Then let your hatred flow. Hurt me more!" Jarrod's eyes sparkled ominously as he

Jarrod had lost his mind! The overpowering nt of blood

was pinned on Nicole, yet

your heart should beat only for me." His voice was laced with madness as he gently caressed

capturing her lips in a fierce kiss, more

fiercely,

made him shiver, igniting every

was repulsed, fighting back with all her might. Yet, Jarrod's strength was overwhelming and unyielding. Her head was forced back, her tongue numb from the intensity of his

Nicole with wild abandon, rampant

about to pass out, Jarrod

his body. His lips against her neck felt icy cold, making her whole being

mockery, saying, "Am I dreaming? I regret doing those things. Please,

held Nicole as they

already severe injury worsened, bleeding

burst open with a

blood-soaked floor, went

swiftly transferring Jarrod

heart monitor, Jarrod's heartbeat faltered, dropping

fever! There are signs of decreasing heart rate and pulse,

her feet slowly, blood

fragile with a ghostly pale face, casting an unreal aura around

the only thought crossing Nicole's mind was Jarrod was not indestructible. When it came down to life or death, they were all on the same playing

fury in his eyes. "If Mr. Schultz doesn't make it, I'll

said, "Alec, it wasn't my fault. I didn't do

five years ago. To him, Jarrod was beyond compare. Ever since Nicole came back, their confrontations had proved one thing. Nicole bore no affection for Jarrod. All she harbored were plans to end Jarrod's life.