Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook
Chapter 114

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"Mitchel, stop using your authority to intimidate people."

Raegan felt that Mitchel had crossed a line.

She had already told Henley to stay away from her, she didn't want any harm to come to her again. However, he had once again suffered unduly because of her.

How could he stand by and watch Mitchel continue to hurt Henley?

Mitchel's gaze turned icy as he mocked, "Am I the bully or is he weak?"

He didn't understand why Raegan would defend a man who couldn't even take a hit. Was she blind?

“Come on, Henley.”

Kneeling, Raegan helped Henley to his feet. He had no desire to face Mitchel.

She was all too familiar with his irrational logic. Reasoning was useless.

“Stay!” Mitchel grabbed her tightly.

“Raegan, don't you see your own audacity? I'm standing here, and you're leaving with another guy?

Mitchel's face was indescribable. Seeing them laugh and protect each other before, he wanted nothing more than to chain her and keep her at his side.

Pulling her closer, his voice was tinged with hate.

"That? Can't you exist without a man by your side?

His mocking words pricked Raegan like needles.

He tried to speak, but was out of breath.

He had a strange ability to hurt her deeply.

Furious, Raegan tried to pull away, but his grip was too strong.

With reddened eyes, he looked at Mitchel.

“Let go of me!”

At that moment, jealousy clouded Mitchel's judgment, making it impossible for him to gauge the impact of his words.

«Let me let you go? So you can chase another man? By no means".

Gathering all her strength, Raegan slapped Mitchel with her free hand.

That loud slap silenced the spectators instantly.

Tears ran down Raegan's cheeks.

Why do you bother with me, Mr. Dixon, if you think I'm so worthless and worthless? Why don't you divorce me and let me go?

Mitchel felt a sharp stab in his heart, unleashing his anger.

However, seeing Raegan's tear-stained face, a flash of remorse crossed his mind.

Had his words been too harsh?

He extended a hand to wipe away her tears, intending to clear things up, when Henley intervened: "Mr. Dixon, if Raegan wants to leave, don't keep her."

Henley's words evaporated Mitchel's momentary regret, leaving him disheartened.

Scoffing, Mitchel replied, "Eager to have a relationship with her, right?"

Raegan heard him but remained silent.

What difference did it make if they hurt her once or a hundred times?

Henley replied softly with a slight smile: 'You don't understand, Mr. Dixon. Raegan and I are just friends. You should not dictate their decisions. Give him the freedom to decide.

“Well, Raegan, think about it!” Mitchel said, finally releasing her, with an icy voice. His proud bearing showed no signs of letting up. He kept his pride.

Raegan looked at him, her tears already dry. He turned around and walked away without a second thought.

Mitchel's expression turned grim.

He felt betrayed. His heart ached, which could not be contained in any way.

The fury turned into a grimace and he clenched his fists.

«Well, go! But know that you will never come back to me.

Remaining stoic, Raegan continued her exit without looking back.

Just as she took her first steps, a pair of strong arms grabbed her.

«Mitchel! "Let go of me."

Hadn't I just told him to leave? What was he doing now?

"Mitchel!" Raegan's eyes turned red with rage.

Carrying her in his arms, Mitchel approached his pupil.

As long as we're married, you're not going anywhere," he declared in an icy, authoritative voice, brooking no argument.

In her fury, Raegan bit his shoulder. But Mitchel didn't flinch.

With a grimace, he warned, "You'll see that I have many ways to make you regret that bite."

Before long, Raegan understood his intention.

He locked the door to the room. A clearly loud noise echoed out.

Raegan gave him a suspicious look and asked, "Why are you closing the door?"

"Do something to be more submissive."

As he finished his words, Mitchel placed her on the bed, loosened his tie, and secured her wrists firmly to the headboard railing.

Before Raegan could respond, Mitchel quickly leaned over to her, pinned her to the bed, and kissed her passionately.

Raegan's expression turned stormy in an instant. She tried to turn her face away, but Mitchel forced her to look at him.

Holding his jaw, his face scarred with red marks from Raegan's slap, he issued a chilling warning: Cooperate if you care about the baby.

Fury turned Raegan's eyes a fiery red.

«Mitchel, what kind of man are you? Is bullying a woman your way?

At his words, Mitchel stopped in the act of unbuttoning his shirt, his lips curling into a sneer.

What does it take for you to recognize my manhood, Raegan?

Raegan felt both humiliated and enraged. She couldn't be as shameless as him.

With a vigorous kick, his lips trembling with emotion, he snapped: "You're despicable, Mitchel!"

Undeterred, Mitchel used his long legs to pin the restless woman beneath him, replying with a sly smile, "Why don't you take a closer look, then?"

The room filled with tension and noise, unbeknownst to them, clearly audible to the man lurking just outside.

Henley was standing just outside the room, his face suggesting he could almost visualize what was happening inside. His mind painted a vivid picture. They were a man's hands caressing the slender, pale waist of a woman, doing something.

Unable to contain his disgust any longer, Henley scoffed and walked away.

Two hours had passed.

Blushing and disheveled, Raegan found herself paralyzed despite having her hands free.

Mitchel's shirt was a far cry from its usual crisp appearance. Seeing that Raegan's clothes were in tatters, he tossed her a spare shirt from the closet.

«Put this on for now. “I’ll have Matteo bring you something more suitable later.”

Defiantly, Raegan handed the shirt back. His cheeks turned red and he shouted, "You bastard!"

She blamed him for her lack of clothes.

Mitchel's anger seemed to calm down. His eyes narrowed to slits of ice and he asked, “Do you use such strong words?”

Raegan stared at him, at a loss for words to express her anger.

The only curses he knew he had already spent on that bastard.

Mitchel adjusted his disheveled outfit and suggested, “Maybe you should expand your vocabulary. "It could be a more interesting conversation during sex."

Angered to tears, Raegan retorted, "Who says there will be more sex between us?"

Mitchel's eyes sparkled with mischief as he leaned toward her, gently pinching her cheek.

"So, who are you planning on sleeping with?"

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