Love Unbreakable

Chapter 311 Don't Be Mad At Me ua | Matteo breathed a sigh of relief, the tension easing from his shoulders.

Without hesitation, he pressed the button to raise the partition that had separated him from the captivating scene unfolding behind.

Being a passionate, hot-blooded young man, Matteo couldn't deny the allure of watching a handsome man and a beautiful woman embrace and share a kiss.

As the partition lifted, Mitchel swiftly grabbed his tie, using it to restrain Raegan's restless hands.

In the aftermath of Raegan's memory loss, Mitchel had gained insights into her character. He realized that allowing her to touch him in her current state

Chapter 311 Don't Be Mad At Me could lead to future complications.

Anticipating a potential change in her attitude once sober, he decided to take precautions. 5 Mitchel had invested considerable time and effort in softening her aversion toward him. The last thing he desired was for those efforts to be rendered futile.

However, there was an additional motive behind lifting the partition. He couldn't bear the thought of any other man seeing her in this state, let alone hearing her moaning.

Restrained and motionless, Raegan could only cry. The crux was the unbearable burning sensation coursing through her body. Discomfort gripped her, making her state agonizingly apparent.

Attempting to console her like one would soothe a distressed child,

Mitchel asked, "Do you feel uncomfortable? Don't worry. It's going to be alright." y Raegan's mind was so messy that she couldn't speak. Her skeptical expression mirrored her disbelief. Just a lie, she thought.

The heat coursing through her body had intensified, akin to an eternal flame raging within. Her throat cried out for moisture, leaving her thirsty and hungry.

No respite seemed forthcoming. The situation only worsened. She emitted an unconscious groan, the simple desire to satiate her hunger gnawing at her. How could satisfying her desire be such an arduous task? Frustration and pain mingled within her.

Seeing this, Mitchel couldn't help but be amused. When she pouted, he suddenly thought of Janey. The

resemblance between them was striking.

At the thought of Janey, Mitchel's eyes took on a deep intensity. He thought he couldn't bear Raegan and another man's child. However, harboring resentment toward Janey was beyond him.

The mere thought of Janey softened his heart. He even entertained fantasies of becoming a worthy stepfather.

However, he couldn't help but think about the baby in Raegan's belly before Raegan had the car incident. If that child was around, it would be older than Janey or perhaps just as cute. Yet, he knew all of this remained a fanciful hope.

The car glided into the underground parking lot.

Mitchel placed a hand on Raegan's buttocks and allowed her to lean into his arms, playfully trying to startle her, "Don't move. We wouldn't want to attract any unwanted attention.” Raegan wasn't entirely sure of the spectacle they presented. All she desired was to feel the warmth of his body against hers.

Raegan's entire figure was covered by his long suit.

Due to their proximity, her red lips brushed against his cold neck, and she found solace in the simple act of nuzzling his skin.

The familiar and pleasant scent assaulted her nose. She squirmed her way to the room.

Discovering the source of pleasure, Raegan deftly undid his buttons and sank her teeth into his skin to quench

her inner thirst. This temptation wasn't something an average person could resist. : "Mr. Stevens will be here in about twenty minutes," Matteo informed, trailing behind.

"Alright..." Mitchel's response lacked his usual calm demeanor. It sounded more like a groan. It exuded an undeniable allure, Matteo saw Raegan moving under Mitchel's suit. As he watched the scene, a whirlwind of thoughts stormed his mind.

A beep echoed, and the elevator doors gracefully slid apart.

Upon entering, Mitchel directed, "Wait for him here." ‘Understood, sir," responded Matteo.

‘The elevator is going up." The voice

announcement echoed within the elevator, A security camera was positioned in the elevator, prompting Mitchel to continue covering Raegan with his clothes.

Beneath the tailored suit, Raegan's hair was tousled, and her face exhibited a rosy hue. Her lithe legs were securely entwined around his sturdy waist.

Struggling to maintain composure, Mitchel wore a cold expression as he grappled with the precarious situation.

Concealed beneath the suit, the buttons of his shirt had already been torn apart.

This was the first time Mitchel had experienced such an agonizing minute in an elevator, Gripping Raegan's slender waist, he murmured in a hoarse voice, "I'll

quench your thirst now. Don't get mad at me when you sober up." Seemingly savoring the moment, Raegan surrendered herself and took the lead.

They finally reached the room, and without hesitation, Mitchel went straight to the bathtub. Gently placing her inside, he turned on the cold water with caution.

Worried that the cold water might be too much, he joined her in the tub, holding her closely as they soaked together.

Yet, it became apparent that Raegan was in a playful mood, unable to resist the urge to tease. Rather than reaching for something to hold onto, she simply clutched Mitchel's finger and emitted a playful groan.

It became evident that she was merely

seeking an outlet for her pent-up desires. She was only using him as a tool to soothe herself, .

The realization left Mitchel discontented. Withdrawing his fingers, he gently cupped her face and asked, "Do you know who I am?" Raegan opened her blurred eyes and replied in a daze, "Mitchel..." The familiarity in his scent and his touch prompted her to instinctively call out his name. It was as though her body retained an imprint, maintaining loyalty to him even in unconscious moments.

Upon hearing her words, Mitchel's heart was filled with sweetness and warmth.

He felt that, at this very moment, Raegan was not the woman struggling with amnesia but the one who had

once wholeheartedly relied on him during their best times.

"Good girl, Raegan," he murmured. He lowered his head and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.

Just as the tender moment enveloped them, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Mitchel knew it was Luis. For a fleeting moment, a selfish thought crossed his mind. He wished Luis hadn't come.® Ultimately, he resisted the impulse, refraining from any intimate involvement with her.

Mitchel found himself incapable of controlling Raegan. Therefore, he reluctantly swung the door open with her nestled in his arms.

The instant the door creaked ajar, Luis was greeted with the sight of Mitchel cradling a tightly wrapped woman.

In sheer astonishment, Luis exclaimed, "Why did you even bother calling me? You can handle this situation yourself!" Mitchel brushed off the sarcasm with a cold retort, "Cut the crap." Aware of the change in Mitchel's demeanor, Luis couldn't help but want to laugh at him. Taking the medical kit, he instructed, "Put her down. I need to administer the injection." Mitchel stepped into the bedroom with Raegan still in his arms. However, he paused by the doorway. "Hold on a moment," he said before closing the door, muffling the sounds of distress coming from within.

Curious, Luis pressed his ear against the door, face flushing and heart racing.

The door suddenly swung open.

Caught off guard, Luis stumbled forward and desperately attempted to use Mitchel's body to steady himself.

Unexpectedly, Mitchel took a step back.

"Oh no!" Luis exclaimed as he lost his balance and fell. He quickly supported himself to avoid kissing the floor.

Mitchel looked at him and said coldly, "You brought this upon yourself! Can I trust you or not?" Recovering from his unexpected fall, Luis grumbled as he got back on his feet, "I nearly broke my back. You owe me for this!" Mitchel remained stoic. He indifferently glanced at Luis before saying, "Just focus on the matter at hand." Due to the effects of the drug, Raegan was so clingy to Mitchel that he had made quite the effort to fix Raegan on

the bed.

Luis approached and looked at the woman tightly wrapped, a_ towel concealing her face, leaving only her mouth and nose exposed for breath.

Luis clicked his tongue and questioned, "Who are you safeguarding her from?" Mitchel didn't mask his possessiveness. He raised an eyebrow and replied, "Of course it's you." Luis was left momentarily speechless.

"Holy crap!" Luis exclaimed. "I have known you and Raegan for years. What do you think I could possibly do?" Mitchel frowned, pressing, "What would you do if you didn't know her?"