Love Unbreakable

Chapter 481

Raegan jumped, not expecting to see Mitchel awake. "Oh, you're awake?"

Raegan had accidentally burned herself a little when the clay pot boiled over as she was adjusting it.

Noticing her burned fingers, Mitchel quickly turned off the stove and led her to the sink to cool the burn with running water.

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Raegan tried to wave him off. 'It's fine. A bit of ice is all I need."

Mitchel fetched some ice, carefully pressing it against her fingers, offering relief from the burn. "Silly girl, why are you cooking at this hour?" he teased.

"I thought you'd like something warm to eat when you woke up, Raegan explained.

Mitchel froze, his features softening as he looked at Raegan with bubbling affection. When Raegan was hurt, she was truly heartbroken, but when she loved, she held nothing back.

The warmth in Mitchel's gaze grew. The simple dreams he once had seemed to come alive at that moment.

He moved closer, his voice low and warm. "But right now, I'd rather 'devour' you first."

Before Raegan could fully grasp his words, she felt his lips on hers once more.

Cold... That was the ice cube! Mitchel popped an ice cube into his mouth before kissing her.

The cold touch against Raegan's tongue sparked a wave of sensations, making her body surrender to the intense feeling.

Mitchel held her head gently with one hand while the other slowly ventured under her clothes.

Overflowing with warmth and tenderness, Mitchel longed to fuse Raegan into himself, out of reach from anyone else's touch.

Raegan let out a soft, kitten-like moan.

Mitchel's eyes grew intense as he softly bit her tongue, blending warmth and chill. This slight pain spread a unique sweetness.

Raegan looped her arms around his neck, her dazed reaction even more captivating.

Mitchel swallowed hard, feeling the heat build between them as they dived into a sea of passion together.

Later, Raegan lay with her cheeks against Mitchel's chest, listening to his steady heartbeat and deep breaths. She had changed into a long nightgown, her beautiful bare feet visible.

Raegan had intended to be there for Mitchel today, but it turned out he was the one taking care of her. From bathing her to changing her clothes, she felt pampered like a princess, her feet never touching the ground.

Eventually, Mitchel stood up to prepare some food. After setting it down, he lifted Raegan onto his lap, feeding her the warm food spoon by spoon.

Raegan felt a blush creeping up her cheeks. I can handle it myself. Just go ahead and eat yourself."

Yet, Mitchel persisted, gently feeding Raegan with patience.

After obediently finishing the food, Raegan felt too exhausted to even move.

Mitchel chuckled, setting her down before he ate the food himself.

After cleaning up the table, they went to brush their teeth together.

Back in the bedroom, Mitchel carried Raegan into bed. "Do you want me to stay here with you?" he inquired.

Raegan's cheeks flushed deeper, convinced she wouldn't be able to fall asleep with him so close. "I don't think I can handle more," she confessed shyly, which only made Mitchel chuckle as he settled beside her. "You just need a bit more exercise. You're not strong enough yet."

Raegan retorted, "Hey, that's not on me. You're just too much to keep up with."

She then gave him a curious look. "Mitchel, how did you get so good at all that?" Using ice... He was just way too skilled!

Mitchel rolled onto his side, resting his head on his hand as he gazed at her. "Guys usually pick up these skills on their own."

Raegan was skeptical. "You're just making that up."

Mitchel took her hand, softly tracing her pulse with his fingers, his voice low and seductive. "Overthinking only leads to..."

Wearing simple cotton pajamas, Mitchel's understated design somehow made him look both elegant and irresistibly tempting.

His voice, with a power to make one shiver slightly, carefully articulated certain feelings.

Raegan couldn't stand it any longer and kicked him. "Mitchel, cut it out!"

Mitchel caught her kicking foot between his legs, kissing her wrist softly. "This is all for you. If you enjoy it, then that's all that counts."

Raegan tried to act uninterested. "Enjoy it? Who would..."

Mitchel laughed lightly. "Who was it then, begging her brother today on my behalf?"

Raegan blushed deeply. "You heard that?"

Mitchel quirked an eyebrow. "Yes, I heard Miss Foster calling for backup, 'saving her husband."

Raegan's ears burned. "I never said 'saving my husband."

"Then what was it? Mitchel teased, winking. "Saving Miss Foster's lover?"

"What lover? Enough with the nonsense!" Raegan gave Mitchel a sharp look, clearly irritated.

Mitchel pressed his lips together and said, "Really, who would choose to be a lover unless they had to?"

Mitchel looked at Raegan earnestly. "So, Miss Foster, when are you planning to make our relationship official?" Raegan was at a loss for words. Observing him, he didn't seem like someone upset about losing his position. She couldn't resist asking, "Are you actually in trouble this time?"

"I'm here seeking your help. What does that tell you?

Raegan pressed on, "So, you're saying your CEO title is in jeopardy?"

Mitchel's lashes drooped slightly, a touch of melancholy in his voice. "It's possible."

Raegan bit her lip and ventured, "Mitchel, I have fifty billion. My dad told me it's the money my mom left for me. Maybe you could use it..."

Mitchel caught onto her suggestion, a small smile appearing on his face. "So, you're offering me your money, yet you still deny 'saving your husband"?"

He gently pinched her chin, teasing. "You're not being honest."

Raegan's expression turned serious. I'm totally serious."

Knowing how proud Mitchel was, she quickly added, "Think of it as a loan from me."

Mitchel struggled to hold back a laugh. He said jokingly, "This is quite the favor. Looks like I have to work hard to ensure you have an orgasm every time we get intimate, huh?"

Raegan felt her cheeks warm up. "No one's asking you for anything in return!"

Mitchel's expression softened, and he looked at her intently. "Is it because you were quite satisfied with me just now?" "Oh, why can't you ever be serious? Raegan complained, hiding her face in the pillow.

Mitchel felt his heart fill with warmth. He leaned closer and wrapped his arms around her slim waist. "Can't you just have a little faith in me?"

Raegan turned around abruptly. "Did you play along just to turn the table at a certain time?"

Mitchel kissed her on the forehead, his voice calm. "Just trust me, okay?"

Raegan did trust Mitchel. After all, his competence was well beyond anyone at the Dixon Group. The idea of impeaching Mitchel today had seemed as absurd as side dishes trying to replace the main course. It was completely ridiculous. Without Mitchel, the Dixon Group would definitely be in trouble.

After some more chatting, Raegan curled up in Mitchel's arms and drifted off to sleep.

Late into the night, Mitchel watched Raegan's peaceful face with a loving gaze for a long time.

Then, he silently got out of bed and left the bedroom.

He took out his phone and made a call.

Whatever the response from the other end, Mitchel replied in a deep voice, "Not everyone's fallen for it yet. Keep baiting them!"