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.

metal guards and collapsed onto the floor. He lay there, gasping for

turn of events. Noticing Jarrod carrying Nicole out of the water, he wondered when Jarrod had started playing the hero,

Nicole back. He intended to leverage his connection

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

knowing that he was in fact being incredibly foolish. He thought Jarrod had beaten him in the

fearing Jarrod might snatch Nicole

the past to tarnish Nicole's reputation. After all, Nicole had recorded the damning evidence of his doings. For the sake of his

Jarrod, Deniz

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 this. Hand

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

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

"Damn this whore, selling herself everywhere and now

Deniz responded, "Yes, Mr. Schultz?" Jarrod's gaze shifted toward the azure pool as he casually stated, "Jump in." Deniz was stunned for a moment and chuckled. "Mr. Schultz, you're quite the

a resounding bang echoed through

Deniz's bulky frame plunging into

than the previous one, aimed directly at

effortlessly held Nicole in

pool 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 the water. "Help me..." Observing Deniz

threatening tone. "Cleanse that filthy mouth of yours. If I 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 tongue of yours." Having delivered his warning, Jarrod turned away, ignoring

uncontrollably. Her

branding her as an escort rang in her ears. She knew that was the way others

quivering legs, Jarrod lowered her from his

she was a princess, letting

clenching her teeth until the taste of

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

teeth to suppress her trembling body, Nicole demanded, "Put me down!" Jarrod silently draped

clothes were

her skin, hot and

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

consequences." A sigh of relief escaped Nicole.

to the brother of the Hampton Corporation's chairman. The

prior indication, amounted to a

the rock-solid cooperation between the Hampton and Schultz families. 2 Nicole finally relaxed, but it was quickly followed by an

restless itch at the bottom of her

Jarrod's robust arms, Nicole found

the driver to raise the partition

state, Nicole did not

voice was raspy as she questioned, "What do you want?" With

I swear I'll kill you!" Her words dripped with venom,

"Dying by

shifted from Nicole's jawline down to her neck, his

a small moan escape her mouth. At the moment, even the slightest of touches made her feel as if her entire body had

collarbone. "Are you going to take your clothes off, or should I do it for you?" When Nicole heard his

too well. It was a familiar nightmare that haunted her dreams. It was clear that he wanted