Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

Chapter 180

His Threat Suddenly, Nicole's complexion drained of color.
Was Jarrod unaware that beneath her coat, she only wore her underwear as he instructed? Removing her coat would be akin to
standing naked for all to see, wouldn't it? In the past, Nicole had joined clients for dinners, but always dressed in her professional
attire.
Being a Lawrence, people would only dare to mock Nicole with words, never mistaking her for a mere whore.
But now, Jarrod seemed poised to tarnish her good name in this entertainment place.
The other two men perked up.
"Stop acting so prim and proper.
We're not here to watch you hide behind that coat.
Off with it, and make it quick." "Yes, entertain us well and you'll be handsomely rewarded.” Their expressions were filled with
unsavory intent, making Nicole reel as if she had been struck across the face.
Jarrod, watching her frozen stance, let out a sardonic laugh.
"Let's remember, Miss Lawrence hails from a respectable family.
Perhaps we should allow her a moment to consider.” "Really? That's rather dull.
Maybe we should find someone else to entertain us for the time being?" With a gesture from Deniz, a group of barmaids entered,
dressed in revealing attire and drawing all eyes.
Deniz pointed out two particularly striking women, instructing them, "Take special care of Mr.
Schultz.” These two women were well-trained and walked toward Jarrod as instructed immediately.
Their eyes lit up when they saw Jarrod.
Such a dashing guy was seldom seen here.
They approached him unabashedly and settled on either side, hands provocatively on Jarrod's legs.

"Mr.
Schultz, what would you like to do now?" Deniz chuckled at their forwardness.
"You're both quite fortunate to attend to a man of Mr.
Schultz's caliber.” Jarrod didn't dismiss their advances, enveloping them with an arm each and boldly finishing the drink nestled
against one’s curves.
The wine’s aroma lingered as Jarrod squinted his eyes at Nicole and, with a mocking smile, he toyed with his phone.
"Miss Lawrence, should I get your family's permission for you?" Nicole's heart seemed to lurch at the mention of her family.

Suddenly, Nicole felt a grip around her throat, stealing her breath away.
She was certain Jarrod intended to torment her this evening.
If she failed to appease Jarrod, he might unleash his fury upon her family.
Was she to ingratiate herself with these men, like a whore? A scornful smile crept across Nicole's face.
Very well, she would comply with his desires.
She shed her bulky coat, unveiling her slender legs and smooth skin.

anticipated, every man’s gaze clung to Nicole. Nicole was undeniably a good-looking woman in terms of her appearance. Even in mere undergarments, Nicole exuded an undeniable presence, starkly unlike the barmaids. Casting aside her

was! Jarrod, witnessing Deniz’s greedy stare, felt a shadow cross his striking features, a surge of displeasure rising within. Jarrod lifted his hand to massage his temples, convincing himself he just found Nicole's behavior repulsive. The gloomy expression in Jarrod’s eyes deepened, and he looked rather pale even with the company of two barmaids. His gaze swept over Nicole with a frigid air, anticipating her next move. Meanwhile, Deniz, lost in his desire, withdrew several thick bundles of cash from his briefcase, shoving aside the barmaid next to him. He beckoned Nicole over. "Come, take a seat here. These will all be yours if you attend to me well."

From the corner of her eyes, she saw Jarrod’s shirt carelessly undone by the barmaids whose hands were roaming his chest.
His features were alight with pleasure, signaling his contentment.
"T'll certainly do my utmost to please you tonight,” Nicole responded with a beguiling smile, sliding into the seat beside Deniz.
Deniz moved quickly to hold Nicole's waist, bringing her into his arms with a fervent touch.
Nicole's brow furrowed briefly before smoothing.
Deniz's breath, heavy and tainted, washed over her as he voiced his approval.
"I like women who are open and uncomplicated like you." Nicole's lips pressed together, a wave of nausea rising.

Her smile still enchanting, Nicole offered, "Another glass for you, Mr. Miller?” As Deniz touched Nicole's soft hand, he inquired, "And your name, darling?” With a hint of scorn flickering in her eyes, Nicole answered, "Nicky will do.”

just met a moment ago, to address her in such

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