Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook
Chatper 248

Chapter 248 Kill Me

After having experienced the torment in the detention center, fear was the first emotion Nicole felt when dealing with violence. The image of those two women who removed her fingernails flashed in her mind, and her body trembled slightly.

Jarrod noticed how terrified Nicole looked and felt his heart squeeze.

It felt like he had lost all the strength in his hand.

All the anger he was feeling a few minutes ago had subsided completely.

He let his already outstretched hand rest on her head, stroking her hair gently.

Nicole's body trembled uncontrollably, her brow furrowed in disgust.

A smirk formed on Jarrod's face.

He assumed she just put on an act, probably thinking that he would leave then.

"What? Can't stand me touching you?" Jarrod asked casually.

His hands trailed down her head, resting at the nape of her neck. He wrapped his hand around her neck gently as though marveling at how one hand could hold her like that.

No pressure was applied, but Nicole felt like she was being choked and the air was slowly leaving her.

"You think it's possible?"

Jarrod spat, dragging out his words like a venomous snake would, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Without warning, Nicole grabbed his wrist and sunk her teeth into it.

Jarrod, grunted in both pain and surprise, his eyes widening in shock.

The air was tainted with the smell of blood.

For the first time ever, the urge to drink blood hit Nicole.

She wanted to suck him dry.

Jarrod didn't push her away.

Instead, he shifted his hand into a more suitable position for her.

From where he stood, he had a good view of her drinking his blood, her throat bobbing as she swallowed.

He could feel his body ignite.

There was a burning sensation of excitement growing within him.

He leaned in closer to her and whispered.

"You can suck harder.Keep going."

Nicole had taken her fill and now felt exhausted as one did when they overate.

She let go of his arm, her lips now stained with his blood and looking as though she had on lipstick. She was attractive. Jarrod's lips curled up into a small smile.

"Do you want more?"

Nicole stared at him in disbelief.

"Pervert."

Because of the medication she was injected before, her voice came out sounding hoarse and unpleasant.

Weirdly, Jarrod found her sound attractive.

"And you just figured that out?" He smirked.

He took out a piece of gauze for his arm, then leaned closer to wipe the blood from her lips with his finger. He slowly brought his

fingers to his lips, licking the blood he had wiped. His gaze remained fixed on her.

Nicole felt uncomfortable. Her body shook. She felt sick and terrified.

However, Jarrod remained unfazed.

He gently loosened his tie, then undid the buttons of his shirt, revealing his bare upper body.

Overwhelmed, Nicole stammered, "J... Jarrod, what do you think you're doing?" Her body still hadn't recovered from the miscarriage. How could he be so shameless? Jarrod only smiled at her and got into the bed. Nicole felt a frigid aura swept around her. She blushed and tried to run out of bed only to be caught by her waist by Jarrod effortlessly. He pulled her back toward him, holding her tightly. He could feel her trembling. "I'm not doing anything to you today. You should get used to having me around and quit resisting." He knew if he let her be now, she would develop an attitude of always challenging him.It was just like training a pet. A stick and a carrot. "Once you're recovered, we will continue to have sex. Don't think about resisting me then.Behave, and you won't have to suffer. Got it?" It was one of the first times Jarrod spoke that long, especially in such an understanding and coaxing tone.He had exercised a lot of patience. Their bodies were pressed together tightly with Jarrod's arms around her.

Nicole was too exhausted to try to resist.

All she could do was just let him hold her.

A while passed, and she murmured, "Jarrod...What could I do to make you let me go?"

Behind her, Jarrod played with a strand of her hair, sifting them between his fingers.Her question made him pause.

"Not even possible until next life."

Truthfully, if there was a next life, he hoped they wouldn't be entangled like this. He was also tired.

"Forget about it in this life," Jarrod added.

The next life... Nicole felt everything was closing in on her. And the reason was the man behind her. It was too much. She just wanted immediate death so she could be free. Exhausted, she said in a hoarse voice, "Jarrod, why don't you kill me? You hate me so much. Won't it make you happier if you kill me and feed me to the dogs or wolves or something?" Jarrod turned her over, making her face him. He gently tucked her hair behind her ear to see her face better. "Do I look like some sort of ruthless murderer?" "No..." Nicole began.

"You're not even human. You can't be... You're some sort of despicable beast. If you were normal, you wouldn't sleep with another woman while having a fiancée. Do you have the slightest idea how disgusted I am by you?"

Jarrod grabbed her face angrily.

"Well, you'd better learn to live with that disgust because I never let you go."

"I'm aware...I'm still breathing, aren't 1? How could you possibly let me go when you haven't destroyed me yet?"

Jarrod's mouth fell open, but he didn't say anything.

"Jarrod, I don't even want a tombstone after my death.I don't want you to harass me."

Jarrod's face contorted in anger.

She was always speaking of death, like she was anticipating her demise.

Suddenly, he pinned her beneath him, his hands planted on each side of her. He gritted his teeth.

"So should I kill you right here? Right now?"

Nicole was taken aback for a few seconds.He could never keep his word. He just said he wouldn't do anything to her, and now he

was pinning her down. Her face scrunched up in disgust, not bothering to hide her distaste.

Jarrod, who had always been pursued by countless women, had never experienced such humiliation.

After staring at her for a while, he grabbed her face again, kissing her harshly.

Nicole lay there helplessly.

Her eyes stayed open, filled with pure and endless disgust and hatred. He drew back after a while and stared at her coldly.

"I told you not to provoke me, didn't I?"

Not being able to take it anymore, she had a breakdown.

Tears spilled from her eyes, staining her cheeks.

Her hand was held tightly by him, and she couldn't break free.

Everything felt like a nightmare to her.

Her willpower drained slowly.

She couldn't stop her body from shaking. She stared at him helplessly.

"Please...Just kill me..."

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