Love Unbreakable

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Keep Distance "No, you won't,” Raegan reassured Henley.
"Well, I'm just stating the 'what ifs’.” Henley hesitated, his refined features half-lit in the dim glow, carrying a trace of coldness.
"Will you stay by my side and take care of me forever?" Raegan fell silent, caught off guard.
The future hadn't been something Raegan had considered in depth.
Henley's unexpected question left Raegan momentarily speechless, her hesitation clearly unsettling Henley.
Abruptly, he reached out, gripping her other hand firmly.
Startled, Raegan's eyes widened as she met his gaze.
"Just remember what you promised." Henley's voice was soft yet firm.
At that moment, Raegan felt something strange about Henley.
Then, an abrupt hit on the brakes.
The car jerked to a stop.
The car door was pulled open.
There stood Mitchel, his gaze piercing as he observed their entwined hands, his expression turning into a sneer.
Feeling dissected under his scornful eyes, Raegan was shaken.
"Get out,” Mitchel’s voice was icy as he addressed her.
Raegan instinctively tried to withdraw her hand, but Henley's grip was unyielding.
Henley, meeting Mitchel's stern look, said evenly, "Mr.
Dixon, we have a plane to catch.” Mitchel, exuding a chilling aura, disregarded Henley and pulled Raegan forcefully from the car.
Henley's grip didn't ease, causing Raegan pain.
She winced..

“It hurts.” Mitchel relaxed his grip, followed by Henley.
Mitchel then seized the opportunity to scoop Raegan into his arms and strode toward his vehicle.
From behind, Henley's voice was cold but resolute.
"Raegan, I'll wait for you.” Jolted back to reality, Raegan realized she and Henley were supposed to catch a flight.
Confused by Mitchel's actions, she demanded with a stern expression, "Mitchel, put me down.” Despite her objections, Mitchel
forcefully placed her into the backseat, his hands ensuring she stayed put.
"Do you plan to run away with him?" Raegan averted her gaze.
"Why would you think that?” A shadow fell over Mitchel’s eyes.

"So, you believe you're free from me now? That you can do whatever you please?" His anger was palpable.
Raegan had intended to go abroad with Henley without a word to him, a move he found unfathomable.
How could she leave with Henley? Mitchel had instructed Katie to clarify things with Raegan in the elevator.
However, Raegan seemed eager to distance herself from him.
She even said there was nothing between him and her.
Mitchel’s frustration boiled within him at her words, yet he had contained it.
Moreover, he had endured silently while she cared for Henley.
But her decision to leave with Henley was more than he could bear.
How could he tolerate this! Grabbing Raegan's face, Mitchel forced her to look at him, his voice thick with emotion.
"Why would you flirt with me, kiss me, if you're choosing him? Huh? Are you that indecisive?" Raegan's eyes widened in disbelief
at his accusations.
Her face lost all color, turning ghostly pale.
Mitchel instantly regretted his harsh words, realizing his anger had gotten the better of him.

His anger stemmed from her seeming indifference to him throughout the time.
"You're right,” Raegan said suddenly, her voice breaking, eyes brimming with tears.
"I am indecisive.” That was why she fell in love with him again.
That was why she would consider so much, not wanting to burden him.
Exhausted, Raegan pleaded, "Please, let me go.
I don't want to miss my flight.” Mistaking her words as her desperate wish to leave with Henley, Mitchel’s anger flared, distorting
his handsome features.
His lips, now cold and intent, pressed against her neck.
Raegan winced at the sharp pain as he bit her harshly.
This bastard! What was he thinking? He had just insulted her, and now this? Feeling deeply wronged, Raegan pushed against
him.
"Stop it.
Let me go!" He persisted, leaving marks on her neck and chest.
Then, he paused, taunting her, "Why pretend? Didn't you used to enjoy this?" "That was in the past.
Things have changed.” Raegan bit her lip, fighting back tears of humiliation.
He held her chin tightly.
"Answer me, do you really want to leave with him?” "Yes," Raegan said adamantly.
"Henley saved me.

| owe him.” "He saved you, but didn’t I also fucking save you?” Mitchel burst out.
"If you're willing to take care of him, what do I get from you?" Raegan's heart constricted, and she replied with deliberate calm,
"I'm grateful for your help, but I hope you can stay out of my life.” Raegan thought of Luciana's words, reminding herself it was
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Luciana had pointed out she could offer Mitchel no real support.
A wave of despair washed over Mitchel, his eyes turning stormy.
"Gratitude isn’t what I’m seeking.
I need more than that.” "What do you mean by...
Uh...” Shock spread across Raegan's face as she felt the button of her pants come undone.
"You bastard! We're not together anymore! You have no right to do this!" Mitchel’s gaze hardened as he leaned closer, a sneer
on his lips.
"You can't tell me what I can and cannot fucking do!” Raegan's emotions overflowed, tears streaming down her face.
“Mitchel, you can’t force me.
Many might willingly be with you, but I am not one of them.” Her face, tear-streaked, was a picture of defiance and distress.
Mitchel felt a pang in his heart as if struck by lightning.
He realized this was all pointless.
She believed he was demeaning her, and he felt he was demeaning himself.
He had offered his sincerity, but she had outright refused it.
Abruptly, he released her and coldly commanded, "Get out." Raegan, her face wet with tears, silently fixed her clothes and left
Mitchel's car without another word.
Outside Mitchel’s car, Henley sat nearby in a wheelchair, observing the scene with a seemingly indifferent expression.
Yet, beneath his expression, his heart had turned to ice.
As Raegan got out of the car, she was taken aback when she saw Henley there.
Before she could speak, Henley interrupted, "It's chilly outside.

Please, get into the car." Feeling too embarrassed to stand Henley's gaze anymore, Raegan quickly turned and walked toward
Henley's car.
Mitchel, meanwhile, appeared disheveled, his neck bearing scratch marks from their recent scuffle.
Leaving the car door open, he casually adjusted his collar, allowing Henley a clear view of the disarray inside.
Surprisingly, Henley let out a chuckle.
"Mr.
Dixon, I get it.
Raegan's allure is irresistible.
I found it hard to control myself when I first tasted it," he said, his voice laced with a teasing edge, stressing his last sentence.
Mitchel’s eyes flashed with anger.
"What did you say?”