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.

had chosen a pencil skirt with a high

outfit. Nicole looked as striking as always. The same white shirt that

fitted tightly across her chest. Her thin heels and long, light legs were enough to stir desire in

he turned to face the front, asking casually, "Didn't you see the message?" Jarrod

didn't see it." Even if she had, she would have ignored it, treating it like an

tugged at his lip but said nothing

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

as if her hip was no different from

the urge to lash out, especially with others

back to

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

phone.

showed no sign of panic as she calmly said, "My-phone's contents are my own concern, not yours." Jarrod's questions came because Nicole was acting distant. He felt

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 be better than trying to overpower him. So,

everyone's eyes." The atmosphere instantly chilled. The tension was so thick that even the bodyguards were on

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

as if they were invisible, fearing

for their jobs.

"Ding!" The elevator stopped.

dared to

off?" "Out!"

quickly went

the elevator, with Nicole still

should ‘practice’ now.’ "I'd rather not. My experiences with you have left a bitter taste. Now, I seek ioy instead." Nicole laughed, her

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

difference in their strength. She realized that outsmarting

The atmosphere instantly chilled. The tension was so thick that even the bodyguards were