Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook
Chapter 570

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Their eyes met in the murky glow of the bathroom. And Jarrod saw the undisguised hatred in Nicole's eyes. The way she looked at him, it was like she wanted to rip the flesh off his bones. It was then that Jarrod realized that she was the real Nicole, without disguises or pretense.

Nicole's dislike of Jarrod was as pure and determined as it could be, an enveloping fire that left no room for uncertainty.

Jarrod's smile was like a beacon of distant amusement, illuminating his lips with a mix of charm and mischief. “Well… Is that the kind of look you give to someone you want to kill?”

Nicole no longer mince words. It wasn't like Jarrod didn't know she hated him. "What else could it be?" Nicole replied coldly. «Do you expect me to look at you lovingly as if I were in love with you? "I'm in love with the idea of ​​you being six feet under."

Jarrod reached out and stroked her chin with his index finger. He frowned slightly and said, “You are always defiant. Tell me. How would you like me to punish you?

Nicole pushed his hand away and sneered, “Do you think you can still bully me? "It would be better for me to die than to give in to a man like you."

"Oh really?" Jarrod replied, his voice taking on a darker tone. He put his hand to his lips, without taking his eyes off her. «Nicole, don't provoke me. “You know the consequences,” he said quietly, a hint of menace in his voice.

But Nicole showed no sign of fear. On the contrary, he became angrier and snapped at him: "What do you think you are doing?"

“Quench my thirst,” Jarrod replied bluntly. He didn't seek her help to bathe him. For a man with such fierce desires, the years of abstinence were taking their toll. He needed to quench his thirst, one way or another.

The water temperature in the bathtub was still high, but Jarrod's body was even hotter. It was like a furnace that threatened to consume them both.

Nicole was surprised for a moment. I didn't expect him to say something like that blatantly. He felt so disgusted that he wanted to vomit.

Jarrod squeezed her hand even tighter and said in a husky, seductive voice, “Stay still. "I will not penetrate you."

The tension in the bathroom grew thicker. Nicole was like a puppet, following Jarrod's words. Fortunately, he kept his promise and did not penetrate her.

A low growl erupted from his throat. He was so overwhelmed by his desire that he couldn't help but gently bite her neck. He kissed her hair and whispered softly, “Let's not fight anymore. You don't have to reciprocate. But please allow me to love you and cherish you. Let's give ourselves a chance."

Nicole was totally surprised. How could Jarrod be so ridiculous? For a moment he was speechless.

Jarrod thought she had absorbed his words and added reassuringly, “Nicole, listen to me. I will love you like you have loved me before.

Give me the opportunity to prove it to you. We still have a long life ahead of us. "We can go step by step."

With a gentleness that was unlike him, Jarrod made a sincere plea to Nicole.

Nicole couldn't help but giggle at his words. A long life? One step at a time? Where the hell had Jarrod gotten the nerve to say those words? After trampling on his dignity, belittling his self-esteem, and plotting to kill his family, why didn't he find it easy to say those things? How dare he cajole her like that?

Nicole's silence made Jarrod think she was considering his words.

He didn't hug her so tightly, but hugged her from behind, breathing in her scent.

Jarrod was terrified of losing Nicole. Aware of her intention to harm him, he continued to feel irresistibly attracted to her.

Jarrod had no idea what love was. Only in Nicole's presence did he feel it, but he missed it.

He admitted his mistakes and the consequences, but he couldn't bear to let go of Nicole. He was ruthless. Only death could prevent its persistence. Nicole's love was not necessary for him. His love for her was enough.

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