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.

for breath, saying, "You... You

to be devoid of any sense of pain

hand on his wound

into the freshly stitched wound and extract the

flow. Hurt me more!" Jarrod's eyes sparkled ominously as

his mind! The

was pinned on Nicole, yet it seemed

should beat only for me." His voice was laced with madness as he gently caressed Nicole's neck, his other arm

capturing her lips in

kissed her with force, sucking fiercely,

mingling of their lips made him shiver, igniting

overwhelming and unyielding. Her head was

kissed Nicole with wild

pass out, Jarrod

the feverish heat radiating from his body. His lips against her neck felt icy cold, making

of hoarseness and mockery, saying, "Am I dreaming? I regret doing those things. Please, Nicole,

as they

injury worsened,

door burst open with

upon seeing the blood-soaked floor, went pale with horror.

medical staff surged in, swiftly transferring

attached the heart monitor, Jarrod's heartbeat

doctors took his temperature and said, "High fever! There are signs of decreasing heart rate and pulse, prepare

her feet slowly, blood

Jarrod looked so fragile with a ghostly pale face, casting an

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

blood, with fury in his eyes. "If Mr. Schultz

it wasn't my

back, their confrontations had proved one thing. Nicole bore no affection for Jarrod. All she harbored were plans to end Jarrod's life. Yet, Jarrod had explicitly ordered that she be left