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.

Nicole had chosen a pencil skirt with

outfit. Nicole looked as

across her chest. Her thin heels and long,

exception, his lustful gaze undisguised and blatant. Then, he turned to face the front, asking casually,

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

keeping it casual, tugged at his lip but said nothing

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

as if her hip was no different from an inanimate

her lip, holding back the urge to lash

back to me." Nicole tried to grab

"Hiding something from me?" Forced against him, Nicole felt

phone.

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

grew more suspicious. He asked with a curious 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

was so thick that

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 thing or two from him." The

acted as if they were invisible,

for their jobs.

"Ding!" The elevator stopped.

dared to ask,

are we getting off?" "Out!" Jarrod's shout was

quickly went

Jarrod were left alone in the elevator,

doors shut again, Jarrod 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 have left a bitter taste. Now, I seek ioy instead." Nicole laughed, her beauty shining through. "The

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

He asked with a curious 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

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