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.

turned away, preparing

broken

Then, he swiftly reached out, gripping her

left Melissa somewhat frightened

In a

continued to

and the deep affection in his

like a net descending from the heavens, trapping her.

the peril that loomed within Jarrod, Melissa boldly extended her hand, encircling her

a mere finger's width, Close enough to feel each other's

Jarrod to furrow his brow. The seent was strange and vulgar, unlike

turned toward the sofa,

she could Melissa was taken aback but refused to let this precious opportunity

If Jarrod were to engage in

the company of those odorous, portly would

shirt, revealing her tender skin. She gradually

her slender fingers extended,

dumbfounded. The sound of

ears.

crashing into the LCD screen behind her, fragmenting into

blurred eyes, his voice akin to that of an ice-cold

out!"

his face was so horrifying that it sent shivers down Melissa's

a chance to don her

soon as Melissa managed to escape, Jemma delivered a swift kick to her. "You fool,

on the floor, Melissa trembled and replied, "Jemma,

and flung them onto Melissa's face. "If you can't

staggering amount, Melissa was so terrified that tears streamed down her face. She kept bowing in supplication. "Jemma, I realize my mistake! Please, show some

possibly afford such a

entertain the guests with drinks. Yet you dare to reach for the stars!" Jemma scoffed. "Can

a colossal blunder and aspired to reach great heights, how could she have incurred such a substantial loss? In their line of work, they couldn't afford to cross the

Melissa's innocent countenance, Jemma sneered, "If you follow him, you'll be even more wretched than you are

Why would a man

to resting beside lifeless bodies every day

, impoverished extra?

escorted away by the

attractive, but the unsettling rumors surrounding him sent shivers down her

night when Jarrod emerged from the club. His steps were

his car, Jarrod ignited a cigarette and dialed Alec's number. "Come get me."