Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

Humiliation A deafening silence filled the villa.

Raegan noticed that the maid was nowhere in sight.

The maid usually still had not gone to bed at this time.

She shrugged it off and made her way upstairs to look for her suitcase.

Moonlight spilled into the room through open curtains, so she did not need to turn on the light.

She opened the cabinet door and was surprised to see that her suitcase, the one she had stowed away before, missing, Click. The light flicked on, illuminating the room.

Mitchel slowly approached her, his handsome face shadowed by a gloomy expression.

"What are you looking for?" Raegan was startled.

She wondered how long he had been standing here, like a ghost lurking in the shadows.

Wasn't he supposed to be at Lauren's birthday party? But that didn't matter now.

"Where's the maid?" Raegan questioned.

Mitchel ignored her query and repeated, "What are you looking for?" "My luggage." "Do you plan on leaving?" His voice was calm yet unsettling.

He sounded as though he was teetering on the brink of fury.

Raegan retreated a step and responded with a question, "Haven't you made up your mind?" What he said at Lauren's party was a punch in the gut.

There was no need to do that.

She was no fool.

At this moment, Mitchel just silently watched her.

Raegan's emotional storm had passed by now.

She had already cried her eyes out earlier.

Besides, getting emotional right now would get her nowhere.

In the past, the idea of stopping loving Mitchel was nearly impossible.

But not anymore.

His sweetness, followed by emotional slaps, had worn her down to the bone.

As Mitchel said nothing, Raegan continued, "Since you've made up your mind, let's handle this amicably.

My conditions haven't changed. I don't want anything from you except that you won't get custody of our child." Mitchel pursed his lips. In an instant, the indifference in his eyes vanished, replaced by a flinty glare. He closed the gap between them, seized her wrist, and pinned her against the door. "You've found a new man, huh? Tell me. Who's the father? Hector?" Raegan was puzzled. Why bring Hector into this? She hardly even knew him. Besides, she had not done anything wrong. Did Mitchel had schizophrenia or something? Hurt by his force, she managed to push him away and retorted, "Are you out of your mind, Mitchel? This child is yours. Haven't the test results confirmed it?" Mitchel merely stared at her with an icy gaze and said nothing. And then it clicked. No wonder his behavior was bizarre. There must have been some kind of anomaly in the result. "Where's the report?" Raegan demanded.

She would not back down until she saw it with her own eyes. "Do you really need to see it?" Mitchel responded with a wry smile. "Don't you already know what you've done? You hooked up with your stupid senior and even my uncle, and then acted as if you're Miss Goody Two-Shoes? You weren't a virgin when we got married, were you? You make me sick!" Every word he spat

out was insulting, and he grimaced due to the sharp pain in his head.

Hearing this, a myriad of emotions washed over Raegan, and her eyes welled up with tears.

For a brief moment, her hurt expression seemed to hurt Mitchel.

Slap! Raegan raised her hand and slapped Mitchel across the face.

An imprint of her hand could be seen on his face, indicating how forceful the slap was.

"Mitchel, you bastard!" Raegan spat, her eyes filled with hatred and disgust.

Livid, Mitchel's face turned red, and he bellowed while grabbing her chin, "Do you want me to disable your hande" The instant he raised his hand, Raegan's tears streamed like hot pearls, burning the back of his hand.

Mitchel froze and felt a pang of pain in his chest.

He looked at Raegan's small face beneath his hand. An outrageous thought suddenly crossed his mind.

He wanted to kiss away her tears. But almost as quickly as the thought arrived, he dismissed it. Without a word, he dragged her into the bathroom, pressed her into the bathtub, and turned on the shower head. Cold water rained down, drenching Raegan from head to toe. With her eyes tightly shut, she fought against his grip. "What are you do..." Before she could finish her words, Mitchel tore her clothes, making the buttons fly everywhere.

Then, without warning, he stripped her of her clothing. The bathroom had no heater, and the shower's cold water chilled Raegan to the bone.

Her teeth clattered, but it was humiliation, more than cold, that she felt.

She covered her chest with her hands and shivered uncontrollably.

Her face was wet, but it was impossible to tell whether from the water or her tears.

"Mitchel, I hate you!" Raegan spat while quivering like a leaf.

At last, she opened her eyes and tiredly said, "Let's get a divorce." She couldn't stand it anymore.

Maybe this marriage had been doomed from the start.

Now was the time to correct this mistake.

Raegan lifted her head to fight back tears.

Her once- sparkling eyes were now clouded with gray mist.

For a fleeting moment, Mitchel caught a glimpse of desperation in her eyes.

Why was she looking at him like that? How could she wear such an expression if she was the one who had cheated on him? "Divorce?" Mitchel lifted her chin and sneered, "I'm the only one who can decide when and how this relationship ends.

If you want out, you'll have to wait until I'm done playing this game." As soon as he said these words, he yanked off his tie with a forceful tug, tiled up her hands that were covering her chest, and raised them above her head.

And lastly, he tied them on the shower rack overhead.

But he was not done yet.

He pressed her legs down, forcing her into a humiliating posture.

Raegan's mind went blank.

Her hands were tied up over her head, and her legs, which had been pinned down, hurt.

"You pervert, let me go! Let..." Mitchel lowered his head and locked Raegan in a fervent kiss. Helpless, Raegan could only let him kiss her.

Mitchel was not satisfied until Raegan's lips were red and swollen.

Without a word, he stood up and unbuckled his belt.

Without further ado, he took off his soaking wet trousers and stared at her with narrowed eyes. "Don't say I didn't give you a choice.

Up or down?"