Love Unbreakable

Luis instinctively turned to Mitchel at Raegan's question.

Noticing Mitchel's subtle signal, Luis responded swiftly, "We were just talking about a police report regarding a syringe found nearby. They think Lauren might have planned to use it for something bad." Raegan felt doubtful but Mitchel shifted the conversation before she could ask further.

Settling down on the couch, Raegan noticed the bandage- covered wound on Mitchel's arm, vividly recalling his severe bleeding. Her concern got the better of her, prompting her to ask, "Is your arm okay now? Does it still hurt?" Mitchel looked at her intently, raising an eyebrow, and said, "Are you concerned about me?" His voice was deep and soothing, unexpectedly gentle.

Raegan felt her cheeks heat up but nodded anyway.

Considering he had helped her again, expressing worry seemed the right thing to do...

A sense of satisfaction bloomed within Mitchel, feeling the wound was worth it if it meant earning a spot in her thoughts. He offered her a small smile. "It's just a minor cut.” Raegan expressed her skepticism, "Minor? You bled quite abit..." Mitchel explained, "I shielded most of it with my elbow, so it wasn't deep. It's healing well, and stitches weren't needed." Then, he lightly pinched her cheek, trying to ease her mind. "Don't fret about it." Feeling the warmth from his touch, Raegan looked away, trying to hide her flustered mind.

Mitchel, finding her reaction amusing, teased her, "Come on. You're not concerned about me?" He seemed confident in her answer.

Defiant yet embarrassed, Raegan retorted, "Who cares about you?" Yet, Mitchel, catching her avoidant look, found her denial charming. Holding her face gently, he asked softly, "You're sure you're not worried about me?" His deep gaze reflected Raegan's blushing face, her pulse quickening.

With a gentle tap on her chin, Mitchel teased, "You always denies your feelings..." His teasing tone heightened Raegan's embarrassment.

"Stop making assumptions!" she blurted out, trying to get up to escape the increasingly heated atmosphere.

"Why rush off?" Mitchel grabbed her hand, causing her to tumble onto his lap inadvertently.

"Ouch!" Raegan exclaimed.

The warmth from Mitchel's legs was intense, stirring an unexpected reaction in Raegan to pull away.

Yet, Mitchel's grip brought her closer, positioning her

sideways against him.

Caught off guard, Raegan instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.

In front of them was a large glass window, acting like a mirror that reflected their intimate images back at them.

Mitchel's hand was stabilizing Raegan's hip, while his injured arm loosely encircled her waist.

Raegan found themselves in a pose that was bound to quicken pulses.

As Mitchel caught sight of her reddening ears, he felt an urge, his look becoming more intense. "Il wasn't exaggerating,” he whispered. "You are incredibly soft..." Raegan found herself at a loss for words. His remark was shockingly bold, causing her face to flush even hotter.

The surrounding air grew heavy with unspoken tension.

Mitchel's fingertip lightly caressed Raegan's earlobe, hinting at something more, his gaze burning with intensity.

Raegan's cheeks turned red. She felt utterly exposed under his gaze, as if he could see right through her.

The warmth in Raegan's ears intensified by the second.

For the first time, she realized how touches could evoke such deep, stirring sensations, making her whole being feel light and fluttery from the intensity of it all.

Holding onto a sliver of sanity, Raegan tried to resist the pull of her emotions. She managed to say, albeit with difficulty, "Mitchel, do not..." But Mitchel's touch lingered on her earlobe, showing no sign of stopping. "Do not... What?" His voice, laced with a husky longing, suggesting he was ready for more mischief.

With her face glowing red, Raegan gently reminded him, "This isn't the right place.” Mitchel's look deepened, his tone suggesting more than words could. "Then, would it be different if we were at my place?" Raegan was left speechless by his implication, her mind racing for an answer.

Seeing her reaction, Mitchel seized the moment to press a

quick kiss to her lips.

Just then, Luis emerged from the lab. "Everything's fine with the..." His words trailed off as he caught sight of them, saying quickly, "I'll leave you two..." Luis made a hasty exit, leaving as quickly as he could.

Raegan wished she could vanish into thin air, her embarrassment at its peak.

"Release me!" Raegan demanded, gently hitting Mitchel's chest, her embarrassment teetering on the edge of tears.

Mitchel, recognizing her acute shyness, released her, allowing her to stand on her own.

Raegan fumed, saying, "I said not here, not like this!" Just thinking about Luis' look filled Raegan with utter embarrassment. How could she look Luis in the eye after this...

"My apologies. I'll be more considerate next time," Mitchel promised.

Raegan was baffled. "What do you mean, ‘next time!" Mitchel couldn't restrain a chuckle at her indignation.

To avoid Luis, Raegan stayed in Mitchel's vehicle, while Mitchel approached Luis to check Raegan's check-up results.

Once inside the car, Mitchel told Raegan, "I've looked over the report. No issues." Raegan's anxiety eased slightly, yet Mitchel's worry grew.

"You have to stay vigilant. We're investigating into the masterminds behind all these. | don't think that female bodyguard is enough for you. I'm going to assign more to protect you." Mitchel doubted the professionalism of Victor, the bodyguard chosen to Raegan by Erick. Even until now, Victor was nowhere in sight, leaving Raegan alone to deal with the situation.

Actually, Victor had taken some personal time off, and Raegan hadn't informed Erick, assuming things had been

relatively quiet recently.

"I'll stay alert, but extra bodyguards aren't needed," Raegan declined.

Mitchel, although not pleased with her refusal of extra protect, chose not to argue. Instead, he gently said, "Promise me you'll inform me wherever you go." Raegan froze and acknowledged his genuine concern, feeling a touch of warmth.

As Mitchel tenderly held her chin and gazed at her with warmth, Raegan found herself agreeing, drawn in by his caring look.

Mitchel's spirits lifted immediately as he leaned in for a soft kiss.

Then, cradling her head against him, he hugged her closely.

The sensation of his breath on her hair caused a strange flutter in her heart. Trying not to bother his injury, Raegan squirmed slightly.

Mitchel's embrace tightened, his voice rich and soothing, and said, "Just let me hold you for a bit." The tenderness in his tone was almost too much to bear.

With her cheeks heating up, Raegan remained still.

"Raegan," he uttered her name, his tone filled with an unexpected melancholy. "I was somewhat upset today."