Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

Falling Into Abyss In a desolate warehouse on the outskirts of town, a man,
holding a syringe in hand, looked at Lauren and

asked with doubts, "Are you sure about this?" Lauren gritted her teeth and
confirmed, "Yes." With that, the needle was then

inserted into Lauren's vein.

Not long after, she transformed into someone who looked like they would drop
dead anytime soon.

Even doctors would be fooled by her appearance.

Lauren glanced at her reflection in the mirror and decided she still did not look
pitiful enough.

She gestured to a muscular man and ordered, “You, get over here.

I want you to slap me.

Hard.” It was not every day that someone asked for a beating, but he was not
about to question the person signing his checks.

The man raised his hand and repeatedly slapped Lauren across the face until it
was red and swollen.

The pain was so intense it made her gum bleed, but a look in the mirror told her it
was worth it.

Everything had to be flawless.

One tiny mistake and Mitchel might see through her act.

Seeing how badly her face was beaten, Lauren was pissed.

She faced the man and retaliated with a slap and a kick of her own "Did you
enjoy that, you lowlife?" The man clutched his face

and hit the floor.

Although he felt wronged, he dared not fight back, especially since he had not
been paid yet.

Lauren settled into a rickety chair, crossed her legs, and laid down the law.
“Leave the country the instant you get the money.

Understand? I've already set up fake IDs and passports for you.” The men
nodded obediently.

Ten million dollars in total for three of them! They would each walk away with
more than three million.

Not a bad day's work.

A manic gleam shone in Lauren's eyes as she reveled in her act.

She had just called Tessa with an untraceable number.

While she had not specifically mentioned Raegan, she could tell from Tessa’s
tone that her plan was going smoothly.

It felt so good to kill two birds with one stone.

Lauren felt she had endured enough degradation and humiliation to last a
lifetime, but it would all be worth it when she saw

herself walking down the aisle with Mitchel.

Ice-cold water splashed over Raegan’s head.

Raegan blinked through the discomfort and struggled to focus her vision.

A headache made it even harder.

It took some time before she could finally make out the face in front of her.

It was Tessa. It had been quite a while since she last saw Tessa. Panicked,
Raegan tried to get up but found her limbs bound to the chair. She was not going
anywhere. She glared at Tessa and snapped, "Kidnapping's a crime. Have you
lost it?" Without a word, Tessa walked over and landed a series of slaps across
Raegan's face. The corner of Raegan'’s lips split open, and blood trickled down to
her neck. Tessa, whose eyes were brimming with madness, grinned and taunted,
"Consider this your appetizer. The main course is yet to come.” Raegan's heart
raced, but she forced herself to maintain her composure. "I've never wronged
you, Tessa.

Is ruining your own future worth it just to get back at me?” "Are you implying it's
not?" Tessa, rled up by Raegan's words, lifted her blouse to reveal a tapestry of
scars across her back. "Look at this! Thanks to you and Mitchel, my reputation
and body are ruined! My life is in tatters! What more do I have to lose?" Raegan
caught a crucial detail in Tessa's tirade and quickly interjected, "That's not true. I
have nothing to do with your injuries.” "What? Interesting!” Tessa erupted in
laughter, clearly not buying a word Raegan said. She gestured to the two men
behind her, and they got the message without her having to say anything. As they
moved toward Raegan with a predatory gaze, it was obvious they were keen on
having a taste of her. Just as they were about to lay a hand on her shoulder,
Raegan bellowed, "Back off!” Startled, they froze in place. Raegan scanned the
men's clothes. They were dirty, unkempt, splattered with oil. They likely were not
professional criminals, just low-level thugs recruited by Tessa.

That made things simpler for her.

"Do you even know what you're getting yourselves into? Kidnapping and sexual
assault are serious crimes.

How much is Tessa paying you? I'll double it if you let me go." The two men
exchanged glances and hesitated.

Tessa's offer had not been all that generous.

They were each getting only fifty grand.

Even though it was the largest sum they had ever seen in their lives, it was not
that much.

They had no intention of crossing any serious lines, so Raegan's offer made
them stop and think.

"You, bitch!" Tessa lunged forward and kicked the chair Raegan was tied to,
toppling it over.

Raegan hit the floor with a thud.

Luckily, since she was bound to the chair, her abdomen did not take the brunt of
the fall.

However, she felt her shoulder take a bad hit, accompanied by a chilling sound
that seemed like her bones were cracking. She was convinced her bones were
broken. The intense pain shot through her body, making her face ghostly white.
Fighting the urge to black out, Raegan balled her hands into fists. Tessa seized
another opportunity to inflict pain and stomped down hard on Raegan's feet. The
agony from the crushing force turned Raegan's already pale face even paler.
Tessa had meant to kick Raegan’s abdomen, but she suddenly realized that
doing so might cause a miscarriage. And if that happened, things could get
messy. The thugs might lose their nerve and abandon the mission. So, she opted
for Raegan's feet instead. Tessa relished the thought of Raegan suffering as she
had.

"The nerve of you to try to turn my people against me.

Your words may be silver, but they won't save you today! I can't wait to watch you
be a whore.” Blood spattered Raegan's mouth,

and her forehead was slick with cold sweat.

Her head was spinning, but she understood what Tessa meant.

"I'll give you chance.

Call Mitchel.

Tell him you've been kidnapped and he needs to bring money to get you back.
If he actually shows up, you're free to go.

What say yous" Grasping at straws, Raegan nodded repeatedly.

"He'll definitely pay, no question about it." "We'll see about that,” Tessa retorted
with a cynical laugh.

She grabbed a pointed wooden stick and aimed it at Raegan’s abdomen.

"Make sure he brings the money.

If you even hint at me being involved, this stick is going right through you.

Are we clear?” "Understood," Raegan assured her, doing her best to keep Tessa
from losing her temper.

If this was only about money, then things might not be as bad as they seemed.
Mitchel's number was dialed.

It took him a while before he answered the call.

"Hello, who's this?" he asked in a deep and resonant voice.

At that moment, grief, fear, and panic threatened to overtake Raegan.

"Mitchel, help me,” she sobbed with a trembling voice.

“What's going on, Raegan?" Genuine concerns could be heard in Mitchel's voice,
and it almost broke Raegan right there and

then.

But this was not the time for tears.

Pain surged all over her body, particularly in her abdomen.

She had a foreboding feeling as if something would happen to her baby.
Raegan had to act fast for her sake and the unborn child's.

"I've been kidnapped.

They're demanding money.

Can you bring the ransom right away..." "Raegan,” Mitchel cut her off, his voice
tinged with irritation.

"Enough with these childish games.

I'm done playing along.” His words felt like a freefall into an abyss from which
there was no return.