Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook
Chapter 569

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Nicole squirmed, trying to sit up, but was pulled down and placed on Jarrod's lap, whose arms snaked around her from behind.

Nicole was so angry that her whole body was shaking. He grabbed the edge of the tub, desperately trying to get up.

Jarrod tightened his grip on her, pinning her. Then he leaned close to her ear and whispered, “Didn't you have to help me bathe? Relax, okay? "I promise not to act like a bastard."

His touch made Nicole's muscles stiffen.

It took him a while to react. He said through clenched teeth, “Idiot!”

But Jarrod just ignored her. The treasure he had so desired was now in his hands. How could I not be happy? A satisfied smile appeared on his face. "Whatever you want me to be, I will be."

For a moment, Nicole was breathless. Jarrod's touch sent shivers down his spine. He felt as if countless snakes were crawling on his body. He got goosebumps.

Steam from the bathtub spread throughout the bathroom. Since Nicole was soaked, the nightgown clung to her body, outlining her delicate and perfect curves.

Such a seductive sight caught Jarrod's eyes, and he found her extremely attractive. Instantly, a burning sensation invaded his lower abdomen.

Nicole's brow furrowed in anger, her voice tinged with disgust as she demanded, "Let go of me, you shameless bastard!"

But Jarrod refused to let go. He fixed his eyes on her.

Unfortunately, he couldn't vent his desire on her, so he could only endure it. He said hoarsely, "Bath me properly and I promise not to touch you."

Nicole seethed with rage, knowing that she could no longer hurt him like before. Furthermore, his punishment was severe. No matter how much he endured it, his efforts would be in vain once he was alert.

Nicole had no choice. Reluctantly, he grabbed a towel and blurted out, “Fine! I will bathe you.

Jarrod responded with a satisfied smile. He let go of Nicole, grabbed the edge of the tub and leaned back, enjoying her ministrations.

When Nicole had to soap his hair, she could only look him in the face because her posture was uncomfortable.

Jarrod kept his eyes closed, saving her from his penetrating gaze.

Although Jarrod had a cold face, he was still as handsome as ever.

Every part of his facial features was chiseled and sharpened. They were so perfect that it was difficult to ignore them. But what good was a pretty face if he was a beast? It was a perfect example of the old saying: "The human heart is inherently wicked."

Jarrod was so selfish that he imposed his dark thoughts on Nicole.

If Nicole obeyed, he would throw her a bone as if she were a trained pet.

If she resisted, he locked her in a cage and tormented her until she gave in.

After three years living abroad, Jarrod had a shred of humanity left. What remained in him now was only the spawn of the devil.

Nicole must have been washing Jarrod's hair for so long that he was getting impatient. Suddenly he opened his eyes.

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