Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

Chapter 359 How Should I Kneel Jarrod's gaze was icy, charged with a palpable sense of aggression.

After a few seconds of eye contact, Nicole averted her gaze without a trace of emotion.

A bodyguard blocked Nicole's path, his demeanor indifferent. "No entry at this moment. Wait for the next elevator, please." Nicole complied, standing quietly with her documents.

Just as the elevator doors began to close, Jarrod, with his unique fingers, stopped them. His eyes were dark.

"Come in."

Hearing this, the bodyguard smartly moved aside.

Nicole, not wanting to join the elevator with Jarrod, said softly, "No, thank you." Jarrod remained unmoved, his foot wedging the elevator door open, seemingly prepared to wait it out.

Bystanders began to take notice.

Nicole's workmates were close by.

Feeling the pressure, Nicole moved forward, making sure to keep some distance from Jarrod. "Then, thank you." As Nicole stepped in, Jarrod didn't back away, almost intentionally staying in place.

Nicole nearly collided with his chest but stopped just in time.

Their eyes met, Nicole's firm and direct, not looking away this time.

Jarrod, standing close, looked down at her, his look intense. After a short pause, he moved slightly to the side.

The elevator, quite small, now had four bodyguards, forcing Nicole to stand behind Jarrod.

The elevator doors shut, and Jarrod moved back, his presence felt strongly.

Nicole also moved back to keep some space between them.

meeting, Nicole had chosen a pencil skirt with a

noticing her outfit. Nicole looked as striking as always. The same white shirt that looked ordinary to others became

though the shirt was her size, it fitted tightly across her chest. Her thin heels and long, light legs

to face the front, asking casually, "Didn't you see the message?" Jarrod had messaged Nicole earlier, inquiring about her

see it." Even if she had, she would have ignored it,

it casual, tugged at

next moment, his hand was on her hip, sliding smoothly to retrieve her phone from her

such ease as if her hip was no different from an inanimate

back the urge

still works." "Give it back to me." Nicole tried to grab her phone

his hand out of her reach, capturing her wrist with ease and drawing her close. With a hint of a challenge in his eyes, he asked, "Hiding something from me?" Forced against him, Nicole felt her heart pound, her palms sweating. This morning, she had received a photo of Austin

phone.

"My-phone's contents are my own concern, not yours." Jarrod's questions came because Nicole was acting

look, "What's got you so worried?" Nicole's attempts to pull away were futile, highlighting the clear difference in their strength. She realized that outsmarting Jarrod would be better than trying to overpower him.

so thick that even the bodyguards were on edge, trying to remain

much? More than me?" Their exchange escalated with each sentence. The bodyguards, however, wished they hadn't heard their exchange Nicole replied with a hint of mockery, "A professional masseur. His skills are unmatched. Perhaps you could learn a

as if they were invisible, fearing

for their jobs.

"Ding!" The elevator stopped.

dared to ask,

we getting off?" "Out!"

bodyguards quickly

and Jarrod were left alone in the elevator,

Nicole against the mirror, his breath cold, his voice W You seem unhappy. Perhaps we should ‘practice’ now.’ "I'd rather not. My experiences with you have left a bitter taste. Now, I seek ioy instead." Nicole laughed, her beauty

contents are my own concern, not yours." Jarrod's questions came because Nicole was acting distant. He felt annoyed and wanted an

so worried?" Nicole's attempts to pull away were futile, highlighting the clear difference in their strength. She

The tension was so thick that even the bodyguards were on edge, trying to remain as quiet as