Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

It Takes Two To Tango When Kyle heard Lauren's request, his jaw practically hit the floor.
He shoved her away and protested, "I agreed to help you find out about Mr.
Dixon's schedule, but there's no way I'll do something like this for you.
If Mr. Dixon ever finds out, I'm toast.” Raegan had taught him a lot when they were colleagues.
She was patient with him and even gave him advice on how to work with Mr. Dixon.
If it was not for her guidance, he would not have been promoted and able to work under Matteo.
However, Lauren's recent request crossed a line.
There was no way he would compromise his principles, especially not for something that could harm Raegan.
Lauren's mood plummeted.
Pissed after being pushed by Kyle, she slapped him across the face, leaving a red imprint on his cheek.
"So what's it gonna be? You wanna go to prison?" she warned.
Kyle's resolve wavered.
He was the breadwinner for his family, and prison was not an option.
"Fine, I'll help you for the last time," he muttered under his breath.
Lauren silently laughed at Kyle's stupidity.
Once he walked into her trap, she would hold on to him as long as he proved useful.
This man thought that this was a one-time favor? What an idiot.
Lauren brushed Kyle's chest in a seductive manner and enticed him.
"Kyle, I'm not quite satisfied yet.

Let's continue, shall we?" As she reached orgasm, Lauren's face twisted in a macabre blend of delight, hate, and_ sheer
malevolence.
Just you wait, Raegan.
That was what Lauren had in mind.
As soon as they arrived in Tenassie, Raegan made a beeline for a flower shop and picked up a large bouquet.
Then, she headed straight for the cupcake shop.
The shop owner recognized Raegan immediately.
It was not every day that someone as stunning as Raegan walked in.
The shop owner handed over the box of cupcakes with a smile.
"Here you go, miss.

look like you're made for each other." Raegan did not answer and merely offered an awkward nod. Back in the car, Mitchel was in high spirits and even confidently said, "You see? That shop owner has a good taste!" Raegan was at a loss for words. In response, she just closed her eyes and said nothing. Not long after,

acting all sweet and concerned in front of her grandmother's grave. As they were leaving the graveyard, Raegan asked Mitchel to give her a lift and said, "You can head back. I'm staying here tonight." Though her uncle had sold her grandmother's house, she had managed to rent it. But she hadn't been back in ages. Therefore, she planned to stay overnight here. Mitchel asked where she was headed. After she told him the address, he drove her there and got out of the car with her. When Raegan opened the door, a musty smell greeted them. Mitchel wrinkled

full of cherished memories from her childhood. Mitchel would not understand that. "This place is damp, dirty, and crawling with germs, and you're pregnant,” he reminded her. Raegan could not keep calm anymore and snapped, "Mitchel, you really don't have to go to all this trouble.” Mitchel's enthusiasm deflated like a punctured balloon. He narrowed his eyes and asked, "What are you saying?" "You don't have to pretend that you care about the baby.” "Pretend to care about the baby?” Mitchel echoed. His expression turned stormy, and anger flickered in his eyes. "Isn't it true?” Raegan retorted. He had been so against the baby, and he had even tried to make her get

me too hard." He did not drive for hours just to get into a spat with her. Raegan could not fathom why Mitchel felt she was making things difficult for him. Why should she listen to him all the damn time?

you to stay." "So you've been biting your tongue to seek justice for Henley, right?" Mitchel sneered. "Think what