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.

had been kicked into the pool, struggled to pull himself up using the metal guards and collapsed onto the floor. He lay there, gasping for air like a panting

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

Nicole back. He intended to leverage his connection with the Hampton

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 into an

fact being incredibly foolish. He thought Jarrod had beaten him in the past merely out of frustration, and attributed his entanglement

snatch

Nicole had recorded the damning evidence of his doings. For the sake of his future, he

Deniz asserted,

and other items in the pool, fabricating a tale. "Look, she stole all this. Hand her over, and I'll take care

she does that for a living, doesn't she?"

shoving her chest in my face and begging to be called Nicky..." ¥ ug Deniz's lecherous gaze lingered

beating instead, Deniz spat, "Damn this whore, selling herself everywhere and now trying to trick me! That..." "Deniz," Jarrod called out

smile on his face, Deniz responded, "Yes, Mr. Schultz?" Jarrod's gaze shifted toward the azure pool as he casually stated, "Jump in." Deniz was

a resounding bang echoed through

Deniz's bulky frame

forceful than the previous one, aimed directly at Deniz's face. It left Deniz

Jarrod effortlessly held

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

mouth of yours. If I hear you saying such dirty things again..." His lips curved into something resembling a smile, but his

felt her legs writhing uncontrollably. Her mind was caught in a fluctuation between

derogatory words branding her as an escort rang in her ears. She knew that was the way others saw her, and it was all because of the role

still Nicole's quivering legs, Jarrod

was a princess, letting her legs

down on his chest, clenching her teeth until the taste of blood coerced her to release

by the pain, Jarrod casually inquired, "What, you're done? Can you endure it

her trembling body, Nicole demanded, "Put me down!" Jarrod silently draped his jacket over Nicole, continuing forward as he

clothes were completely

clung to her skin, hot

hit and kicked the man carrying her, struggling frantically. "Put me down!" she pleaded incessantly. She I was determined not to let her efforts against Deniz go

Deniz will face the consequences." A sigh of relief escaped Nicole. With Jarrod taking charge of

Hampton Corporation's chairman. The Hampton and Schultz families were

prior indication,

between the Hampton and Schultz families. 2 Nicole finally relaxed, but

at the bottom of

by Jarrod's robust arms, Nicole found herself

raise the partition and speed

half-resisting state, Nicole did

shot a glare at Jarrod, and her voice was raspy as she questioned, "What do you want?" With a disdainful look, she

you dare to touch me, I swear I'll kill you!" Her words dripped with venom,

hand slowly clenched into a fist, his gaze shifting from tense to inscrutable. "Kill me?" He suddenly laughed, lifting Nicole's chin. "Dying by your hand doesn't seem so

jawline down to her neck, his fingers hovering over her skin in a teasing

moment, even the slightest of

a mocking smile. His firm 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

look that Nicole knew all too well. It was a familiar nightmare that haunted her dreams. It was clear that he