Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

Chapter 297 That Face!

Melissa's chin throbbed from Jarrod's tight grip as if it teetered on the verge of being crushed.

Beads of sweat trickled down her forehead, and Melissa shivered under the weight of his cold demeanor. Tears welled up in her eyes, yet she dared not let them fall.

Jarrod scrutinized Melissa's face with care. It was her eyes that bore a striking resemblance to Nicole's. Both of them possessed captivating eyes. Nicole's eyes exuded confidence and a hint of fearlessness, even in humility.

In contrast, Melissa, who had spent her youth in the brothel, had developed a persona of submission and flattery. Despite their seemingly similar eyes, Melissa's were steeped in sycophancy and compliance.

Melissa's eyes mirrored Nicole's to an uncanny degree, yet their personalities stood worlds apart.

After enduring the pain for an extended period, Melissa felt she had reached her limit. If Jarrod persisted, his bare hand would undoubtedly crush her chin.

Just before she could utter a sound, Jarrod lowered his eyelids and released his grip.

Melissa crumbled weakly to the floor, her heart racing with a frantic tempo. She considered herself fortunate that her chin wasn't made of plastic. Otherwise, it might have been contorted beyond recognition.

Jarrod sat upright, his long legs casually crossed, and issued a cold command, "Fetch the wine."

Trembling, Melissa poured the wine. Jarrod downed glass after glass with effortless ease, quickly finishing two bottles.

The wine packed quite a punch. As the alcohol began to take its toll, Jarrod's vision blurred, and Melissa before him increasingly resembled Nicole, who once spent days and nights by his side.

Jarrod muttered, "Nicole... Nicole..."

It wasn't the first time Melissa had heard that name. From the very first time Jarrod had ordered her to spend the entire night with him, she was forbidden to utter a word. He simply gazed at her face. He forbade her from displaying any e no tears, and certainly no sound was allowed. Back then, she had understood that she must remain silent. Making a sound would shatter the illusion that she resembled that woman

y emotion. No No laughter, n

Jarrod's lids drooped, and he possessed deep-set eyes. His lashes weren't particularly thick, but they were long, and his neatly trimmed hair gave him a

suave, icy charm.

There was no denying that men like Jarrod exuded undeniable masculinity.

For individuals like Melissa, getting close to Jarrod was an impossibility. Yet, every woman had, at some point, envisioned herself as Cinderella, always hoping for a prince to come to their rescue.

Melissa poured another glass of wine and extended it to Jarrod.

That time, Jarrod didn't take the glass but raised his gaze.

Jarrod locked his eyes onto Melissa's face. As if enchanted, he lowered his head and downed the wine directly from the glass held in her hand.

away, preparing

shatter of broken glass broke the

forcefully wrested the glass from her grasp. Then, he swiftly reached out, gripping her throat, and pressed her down onto the

Melissa somewhat frightened as she stared at Jarrod

seemed to undergo a sudden transformation. In a

uttered nothing else, merely calling Nicole's name. He continued to repeat

moment, and the deep

out another woman's name, the affection enveloped Melissa like a net descending from the heavens, trapping her. She

loomed within Jarrod, Melissa boldly extended her hand, encircling her arms around his neck, and slowly leaned

narrowed to a mere

to furrow his brow. The seent was strange

away and turned toward the sofa, massaging

she could Melissa was taken aback but refused

If Jarrod were to engage in intimas men. Perhaps

those odorous, portly would even

unbutton her shirt, revealing her tender skin. She gradually sank to her

her slender fingers extended, Jarrod's

was left dumbfounded. The sound

ears.

Melissa's face, crashing into

his voice akin to that of an ice-cold

out!"

it sent shivers down Melissa's spine,

even a chance to don

a swift kick to her. "You fool, do you honestly believe that man would

the floor, Melissa trembled and replied, "Jemma,

up!" Jemma extracted a bundle of bills and flung them onto Melissa's face. "If you can't cover tonight's losses, I won't let you

tears streamed down her face. She kept bowing in supplication. "Jemma,

knew she couldn't possibly afford such

overestimate your worth We only require you to entertain the guests with drinks. Yet

great heights, how could she have incurred such a substantial loss? In their line of work, they couldn't afford to cross the high rollers. Even if Jarrod conducted himself in such a manner,

countenance, Jemma sneered, "If you follow him, you'll

Why would a man

an inconccustomed to resting beside lifeless

, impoverished extra?

was forcibly escorted away

undeniably attractive, but the unsettling rumors surrounding him sent shivers down her spine. Shaking her head, she hastily walked away as if a ghost was chasing

club. His steps were unsteady, and he swayed, navigating the world in

against his car, Jarrod ignited a cigarette and dialed Alec's number. "Come get me." He needed to return