Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

The woman was stunned by Raegan’s boldness, having assumed Raegan was one of her kind.

Shouldn’t Raegan be trying to win Mitchel back? How could Raegan insult her in Mitchel’s presence?

“So what? Sure, Mr.

Dixon may have flirted with me, but he’s not interested in you!” The woman’s fury twisted her features as she retorted without holding back, “And who’s to say how many have flirted with you in secret? Drop the innocent act! You’re no high-class prostitute…”

Fuming over how close her schemes could have made it earlier, only to be thwarted by Raegan, the woman Lifted her hand in a huff, prepared to hurl the drink at Raegan.

But Raegan caught the woman’s wrist just in time.

“Whether I’m respectable or not isn’t your place to say,” Raegan stated calmly.

Her wrist held by Raegan, the woman could only stare as Raegan tipped her hand, the drink she meant to pour at Raegan dousing herself instead.

After releasing the woman, Raegan watched as the glass clattered to the floor.

“Just remember, careless words come with consequences,” she cautioned.

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The woman stood drenched and disheveled, her wrist throbbing.

She was not sensible enough to read the room and continued to insult Raegan “I struck a nerve, huh? ALL you dolled-up ladies are just the same.

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”

“Enough!” Mitchel’s voice cut through the air, deep and on the verge of erupting.

The woman smirked.

“Looks like he’s telling you to zip it Mitchel was beside himself with fury.

What a moron this woman was!

He blurted out, “Idiot!”

Mr.

Ortega, sensing the growing tension, regretted his decision to involve the woman, a choice he aimed to please Mitchel instead of upsetting him.

Attempting to diffuse the situation, he joked, “Well, Mr.

Dixon’s allure is really irresistible.

See, these two stunning women are vying for his attention.

That’s something most of us can only dream of!”

The room filled with laughter at Mr.

Ortega’s attempt to lighten the mood.

The laughter and jesting continued around them.

“It’s a rare sight indeed.

”

“Sure, if Mr.

Dixon weren’t here, maybe the rest of us would stand a chance.

But with him around, we’re all out of luck.

”

The men’s jokes, fueled by alcohol, took a dive into coarseness.

Meanwhile, Raegan felt lost, unable to pinpoint who Mitchel was rebuking.

Feeling out of place, she questioned the point of this squabble.

Engaging in a spat with a woman and being perceived as envious by onlookers felt utterly foolish to her.

Raegan turned to Mitchel, her heart cooling.

“Mitchel, are you ready to give up without any inquiry?”

Mitchel’s expression grew stern, as if he couldn’t tolerate her presence here anymore.

Raegan bit her lip, fighting back her tears.

“Fine by me.

If it’s meant to be, it’ll be.

It’s best we don’t waste our time.

”

Mitchel’s fists clenched, a surge of distress washing over him.

Not to waste time? Was Raegan implying he shouldn’t squander hers?

“And about Stefan, we’re just acquaintances.

Our meeting was coincidental, not what you might assume.

” Raegan’s initial confidence had ebbed away, leaving her in doubt.

She wondered if Mitchel cared about her explanation.

Despite her discomfort, Raegan felt compelled to clarify her intentions for being here.

She wanted to end the confusion that had lingered over the past few days.

Having said her piece, Raegan turned briskly and exited, leaving a stunned Mitchel behind.