Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

Chapter 362 You Still Have Feelings for Me I Despite how subdued Jarrod's voice was, it resonated with an almost uncontrollable ferocity.

Nicole's fragile frame experienced a forceful pull, landing her in Jarrod's aggressively possessive embrace.

With a stern face, Jarrod barked, "I forbid it!" Jarrod's skin radiated scorching heat, much hotter than Nicole's. It was a sensation akin to being engulfed in a blazing inferno, melting into her very core.

Jarrod's body was rigid, almost mechanical. The familiarity he felt from this embrace seemed to halt his heart. He couldn't bear to relive the

heart-wrenching pain from five years ago. He was determined to ensure Nicole stayed alive. I Nicole attempted to speak, but her face was pressed against his damp chest, rendering her unable to utter a word.

She struggled, but it was futile. Jarrod's other hand pressed her back firmly.

A wave of soreness and panic swept over Nicole, lingering in her chest.

With bloodshot eyes and clenched teeth, Jarrod called out, "Nicole!" In a tone laced with dread, he uttered, “Don't die. Find another way to punish me..." His deep voice trembled noticeably, exposing an undercurrent of fear.

His moist eyes fortunately remained hidden behind a veil of water, concealing his emotions.

With her face covered, Nicole couldn't discern Jarrod's expression, but she sensed the fear emanating from the trembling body that held her. What was Jarrod afraid of? As Nicole's head weighed heavy, she wondered if her judgment was flawed.

After all, what could a man like Jarrod possibly be afraid of? Nicole felt suffocated, on the verge of running out of air. She was in agony, and the tight embrace she was in intensified her already desperate yearning.

"Mmm..." A faint sound escaped her lips as she struggled to gasp for air.

Finally, as if breaking out of a trance, Jarrod released her head.

"Do you think I want to die? I wouldn't consider killing myself even if you died!" Nicole scolded harshly, shaking

off his hand. "Don't touch me!" Nicole ensured her earpiece was intact, relieved it hadn't plunged into the water. Otherwise, all her efforts would have been in vain.

Nicole's body emanated an uncontrollable heat, juxtaposed with Jarrod's presence that simultaneously seared her heart and provided a comforting coolness.

Struggling to maintain composure, Nicole coldly commanded, "Step aside!" Despite her directive, Jarrod seized her once more. "Remember your words..." Easily irritable because of the doctored drink, Nicole shot a disbelieving look at him. "Get lost!" Jarrod, unfazed, showed no sign of anger.

Beneath the night sky, his chiseled profile remained sharp and clear, and his eyes were deep and mysterious.

Turning pale, he uttered, "If I die one day, live well." At that moment, Nicole glimpsed a myriad of emotions in his eyes.

Reluctance, unwillingness, desire... But almost immediately, she dismissed the notion, convinced her mind was addled today. How could someone as cold and heartless as Jarrod harbor such complex feelings? With a weak smile, Nicole assured him, "Don't worry. Not only will I live well, but I'll also celebrate your death with fireworks." Jarrod's eyes deepened, a self-mocking smile gracing his lips. Ignoring Nicole's resistance, he forcefully hoisted her over his shoulder.

Panic surged through Nicole, her fists

pounding on his back as she gritted her teeth. "Put me down!" As if deaf to her pleas, Jarrod continued to wade effortlessly through the deep end of the pool.

Her heavy eyelids and aching body compelled Nicole to cease her struggle.

Instead, she conserved energy by lying on his shoulder like a docile cat.

A fleeting sense of pleasure rose within Jarrod's heart.

pool, struggled to pull himself up using the metal guards and collapsed onto the

Nicole out of the water, he wondered when Jarrod had started playing the hero,

snatch Nicole back. He intended to leverage his connection with the Hampton family, believing Jarrod wouldn't

cursed Jarrod inwardly, he put on a sycophantic smile and pointed at Nicole. "Mr. Schultz, do you remember her? She's the escort you brought to us to play with before!" The mention of the term "escort" triggered a drastic change in Jarrod's expression, transforming it

shrewd, not knowing that he was in fact being incredibly foolish. He thought Jarrod had beaten him in

snatch

had recorded the damning evidence of his doings. For the sake of his

Deniz

me, and when it didn't work, she falsely accused me of trying to rape her!" Oblivious to Jarrod's darkening expression, Deniz pointed at the money and other items in the pool, fabricating a tale. "Look, she stole all

seduced you?" "Yeah, she does that for a living, doesn't she?" Deniz sneered. "Have you forgotten how loud and

her over for drinks? Practically shoving her chest in my face and begging to be called Nicky..."

out on her and facing a beating instead, Deniz spat, "Damn this whore, selling herself everywhere and now trying to trick me! That..." "Deniz,"

gaze shifted toward the azure pool as he casually stated, "Jump in." Deniz was stunned for

he could finish, a resounding bang echoed through the

Deniz's bulky frame plunging into

kick was even more forceful than the previous one, aimed directly

terrifying strength, Jarrod effortlessly held Nicole in one

the pool deck, Jarrod asked, "How do you like that joke?" Utterly confused, Deniz flailed helplessly in the water, creating countless splashes. "Ah!" he

hear you saying such dirty things again..." His lips curved into something resembling a smile, but his words dripped with bloodlust. "I'll cut off that

felt her legs writhing uncontrollably. Her

escort rang in her ears. She knew that was the way others saw her, and it was all because of the role assigned to

legs, Jarrod lowered her from his

him like she was a

teeth until the taste of blood coerced her to release

casually inquired, "What, you're done? Can you endure it

trembling body, Nicole demanded, "Put me down!" Jarrod silently draped his

clothes were completely

her skin, hot

frantically. "Put me down!" she pleaded incessantly. She I was determined not to let her

handle the aftermath. Deniz will face the consequences." A sigh of relief escaped Nicole. With Jarrod taking charge of the situation, at least some things

Corporation's chairman. The Hampton and

which had come without any prior indication, amounted to a slap in the face of

crack in the rock-solid cooperation between the Hampton and Schultz families. 2 Nicole finally relaxed, but

bottom of her heart threatened to overwhelm

Jarrod's robust arms, Nicole found herself being ushered

the driver to raise the partition and speed toward

half-resisting state, Nicole

a glare at Jarrod, and her voice was raspy as she questioned, "What do you

swear I'll kill you!" Her words dripped with venom, a I testament to her

"Dying by your hand doesn't seem so bad." Despite his gentlemanly appearance, the ruthlessness in his

her neck, his

At the moment, even the slightest of touches made her

fingers continued down her neck, tracing the outline of her collarbone. "Are you going to take your clothes off, or should I do it for you?" When Nicole heard his shameless words, her eyes blazed with fury. Her clenched hand quivered lightly, highlighting the stark contrast in strength between men and women, especially now when

It was a look that Nicole knew all too well. It was a familiar nightmare that haunted