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,

be devoid of any sense

hand on his wound

insert her hand into

eyes sparkled ominously as he smiled and said, "Babe, it's unfair if I'm

was engulfed in sheer terror. Jarrod had lost his mind! The

gaze was pinned on

should beat only for me." His voice was laced with madness as

lips

force, sucking fiercely,

him shiver, igniting every

with all her might. Yet, Jarrod's strength was overwhelming and unyielding. Her head was forced back, her tongue

with wild

Nicole felt like she was about to pass out, Jarrod released

did Nicole notice the feverish heat radiating from his body. His

"Am I dreaming?

held Nicole as they both fell to

injury worsened,

door burst open

floor, went pale with

swiftly transferring Jarrod onto a stretcher

the heart monitor,

are signs of decreasing heart rate and

her feet slowly,

with a ghostly pale face, casting an unreal

Nicole's mind was Jarrod was not indestructible. When it

drenched in blood, with fury in his eyes. "If Mr. Schultz doesn't make

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

back, their confrontations had proved one thing. Nicole bore no affection for