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.

chosen a pencil skirt with a high

her outfit. Nicole looked as striking

size, it fitted tightly across her chest. Her thin

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

"I didn't see it." Even if she had, she would

casual, tugged at his lip but said

hip, sliding smoothly to retrieve her phone from her pocket. He

if her hip

bit her lip, holding back the urge to lash

works." "Give it back to me." Nicole tried to grab her phone back, her voice filled with anger, visibly

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

phone.

showed no sign of panic as she calmly said, "My-phone's contents are my own concern, not yours." Jarrod's questions came

to pull away were futile, highlighting the clear difference in their strength. She realized that

eyes." The atmosphere instantly chilled. The tension was so thick that

interests you so 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

they were

for their jobs.

"Ding!" The elevator stopped.

bodyguard dared to

"Out!" Jarrod's shout was full of

quickly went

alone in the

pressed 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

calmly said, "My-phone's contents are my own concern, not yours." Jarrod's questions

the clear difference in their strength. She realized that outsmarting Jarrod would be

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