Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

Be Obedient Jarrod bit Nicole's lips so hard that they instantly bled.

It was as if it was one of his ways to vent his anger.

Nicole was in so much pain that tears welled up in her eyes.

But she couldn't tell exactly where it hurt the most.

Her waist, hands, and lips were all sore.

But Jarrod was not done yet.

As if he had not vented enough, he rubbed Nicole's lips with his hand after biting them to widen the wound. He was obviously torturing her.

It hurt like hell.

Nicole hissed in pain, but she didn't dare to dodge.

After all, even if she did, Jarrod still had other ways to torture her.

Jarrod looked at Nicole's blood on his thumb and asked playfully, "Does it hurt?" Nicole nodded obediently.

She knew that by giving in to Jarrod, she and the Lawrence family would suffer less.

She was like a frog in boiling water in Jarrod's hands.

Jarrod dealt with the Lawrence family depending on his mood.

Sometimes, he let go of them.

But most of the time, he kept pressuring them.

If Nicole pleased Jarrod, the Lawrence family could take a breather, and her father's condition would improve. But if she pissed him off, he might vent his anger on the Lawrence family.

Nicole couldn't help blaming herself.

She felt she was too stupid just now.

She shouldn't have confronted and angered Jarrod.

So, all she could do now was to be patient and wait until Jarrod married Jamie.

She believed that Jarrod would attach great importance to Jamie.

Naturally, he would restrain himself not to act as recklessly as this.

By then, it would be easier for her to get away from him.

This thought gave Nicole a glimmer of hope.

But it was only later that she realized that she was really wrong.

She made a big mistake in thinking that Jarrod would behave himself after his marriage.

He had already become a monster in a man's body.

While staring at Nicole's bleeding lips, Jarrod somehow got aroused.

He pinched her chin hard and forced her to raise her head.

Then he lowered his head and kissed her rosy lips.

But instead of barging into her mouth, he sucked the wound on her lips over and over again.

When he felt her tremble in pain, an indescribable pleasure surged in his heart.

After the long and deep kiss, her blood dyed his lips red.

Jarrod stared at Nicole's lips.

Instead of feeling sorry for her, he found her particularly coquettish.

Nicole still endured the pain.

She held Jarrod's restless hand, kissed his lips fawningly, and said, "Let's go somewhere else, okay?" She knew that she couldn't escape from him tonight, so she gave in.

However, she couldn't do it in her father's ward no matter what. If her father found out, it would be a lifetime embarrassment for her. Jarrod was already aroused and wanted to release his desire, so he didn't make a fuss anymore. He directly pulled her out of the ward without saying anything. He took her to his apartment. When Nicole entered the door, she unconsciously shuddered. She was reminded of a_ horrible experience here. When she once disobeyed Jarrod, he locked her here for two days and two nights and tortured her with all kinds of means. It was a nightmare for her.

Jarrod lived abroad for a long time, and he had learned many tricks there. But, of course, he wouldn't use them on Jamie. So, naturally, Nicole became one of his guinea pigs for him to practice those tricks. Nicole did her best to suppress the fear in her heart. She took the initiative to go to the bathroom and took a shower. But to her surprise, Jarrod suddenly barged in before she could even finish. When their eyes met, Nicole quickly crossed her arms across her chest to cover her plump breasts. She froze in place. But when she realized what Jarrod was up to, she put down her hands feebly, closed her eyes, and let him do whatever he wanted. After a long while, Jarrod was finally satisfied. Nicole was so exhausted that she collapsed on the floor.

Her legs were too weak to stand up. However, Jarrod just looked at her condescendingly. It was as if he was looking at a stray dog. Obviously, he had no intention of helping her up. Nicole bit her lower lip to suppress the tears that were about to fall. She pressed her hands against the wall for support and struggled to stand up. At this moment, Jarrod's phone rang. When he answered it, Jamie cried on the other end of the line. Jarrod coaxed Jamie in a soft voice, "Silly girl. Don't be afraid, okay? It's just a nightmare. Calm down now. I'll ask the driver to pick you up." Nicole was glad when she heard his last sentence. Jamie's phone call came just right in time. She breathed a sigh of relief. If Jamie came, she would be off the hook. Nicole picked up her clothes on the floor and was about to put them on. But Jarrod suddenly asked, "Who told you to put your clothes on?" The expression on Nicole's face changed at once. She said in a low voice, "I'm not feeling well today.

Besides, isn't Jamie coming?" She was so exhausted that she could no longer stand another round of sex. Jarrod walked over to Nicole with a sneer.

He pinched her nape and pressed her against the wall with her back to him. "How dare you call Jamie by her first name!" Nicole didn't want to piss Jarrod off, so she hurriedly explained, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to disrespect Miss Powell." "Be smart enough to know what you should do. Remember, I am the one who makes the rules. You can only follow my orders. Do you understand?" Jarrod said coldly. Nicole nodded with difficulty. But Jarrod's approach made her so nervous that she broke out in a cold sweat. Why did he start to be gripped by his lust again? Jamie was already on her way here. How could he still want to have sex with her? He really wanted to make things difficult for her. At the thought of this, Nicole became even more nervous. What if Jamie caught them in such a scene? Suddenly, Jarrod patted her, which brought her back to her senses. Then he said impatiently, "Relax." Nicole was rendered speechless. After a while, the doorbell rang. Jarrod hurriedly ended their sex and pushed Nicole into the closet before she could even react. Nicole had become claustrophobic ever since she was robbed and thrown into a mountain pass a few years ago. She was always afraid of being in a confined space. The closet where she was now was very dark, so fear started to overwhelm her. But there was nothing she could do. She couldn't go out and expose herself in front of Jamie.

So, she could only hug her knees tightly and curl up as hard as she could.

She hadn't had the time to wash her body, so she could still smell Jarrod's semen, which made her feel so disgusted about herself. Soon, a woman's delicate and gentle voice sounded outside. "Hmm... Jarrod... Be gentle..." Nicole felt her entire body stiffened. A bitter smile appeared on her face. Didn't Jarrod always want to give Jamie the best of everything? If so, why did he have sex with Jamie after making out with her without getting a shower? Nicole covered her ears with her hands, hoping it could block the sound. However, it was useless.

She could still hear them clearly.

She didn't dare to make too much noise.

If Jamie found out she was here, she would be in big trouble.

So, she had no choice but to overcome her fear and put up with the current situation.

Jamie's coquettish moans continued to echo in the room.

She seemed very satisfied.

It only showed that Jarrod was skillful in bed.

In one hour, Jamie had multiple orgasms.

It was already dawn when Jarrod opened the closet.

Nicole was half-awake.

As soon as she saw Jarrod, she wanted to say something.

However, Jarrod beckoned to her to get out of the closet.

She pursed her lips and crawled out of the closet.

Her legs became weaker because she curled up there for a few hours.

Nicole subconsciously reached out her hand to Jarrod for support.

But to her dismay, he only supported her with his feet.

As soon as she stood up, he gave her a look that told her to quickly leave.

Nicole inadvertently glanced at the bed.

Jamie lay there naked.

Every curve of her body was tempting.

Her face glowed, and she looked charming in her sleep after having sex.

Nicole's thick eyelashes flickered.

She couldn't tell what she exactly felt at the moment.

She had been very depressed recently, but she didn't want to show it on her face.

Soon, she came to her senses.

She knew she had no time to be so sentimental.

She picked her clothes up, wanting to put them on.

But before she could do so, Jarrod had already pushed her out of the door directly.

Then, the door was slammed shut in front of her.

Fall was coming to an end, and winter was approaching.

The wind outside, especially at this time of night, was particularly chilly.

Nicole was only in her underwear, so she felt she was freezing to death.

Fortunately, Jarrod's apartment was located in a high-end area with only a few residents.

Besides, there were few people nearby at this hour.

She didn't need to worry about being seen by others like this.

She wiped the tears off her face and put on her clothes one by one.

Then she turned around and strode out of the building as fast as she could.

Nicole had no idea that Jarrod had been standing on the other side of the door, watching everything through the peephole.

He thought that Nicole really had no self-esteem.

Even though she was thrown out of the door naked, she was not embarrassed at all.

She even put on her clothes casually as if no one was around.

When Jarrod's eyes landed on the hickeys on Nicole's body, his eyes darkened.

Suddenly, he was aroused.

He had the urge to have sex with her again.

But before he could do anything, he felt a pair of soft hands resting on his back.

Then a sweet voice sounded.

"Jarrod, why are you standing here?"