Vicki, on the other hand, hadn't always been like this. Perhaps the strain of unreciprocated love had indeed transformed her.

Some could heal from their wounds while others were driven to desperate measures.

In many respects, Vicki and Jarrod were similar. They were both acting out of desperation in matters of love.

Nicole observed Jarrod with a faint, mocking smile. "It makes sense. You're inconsistent and promiscuous. The easily obtained never seem to interest you, do they?"

Jarrod's gaze shifted slowly back to Nicole, his eyes momentarily flaring with irritation. He had arrived with the intent to remain composed, determined not to be agitated by her provocations. However, Nicole's cutting remarks sliced through his restraint.

"Correct," Jarrod responded icily. "I do enjoy a challenge.”

He then reached out and gently held Nicole's chin, forcing her to look at him. “Why else would I be so captivated by you?"

Nicole resisted, her tone laced with annoyance. “Hey... Let go..."

Before she could say more, Jarrod's lips pressed against hers.

"Mm..." Nicole pushed back with all her strength, but her resistance only intensified his kisses.

Jarrod's dominance was clear, and with a swift motion, he began to unbutton her blouse, his hand exploring her skin. Her skin was soft and tender.

Fury ignited in Nicole's eyes, and she bit down on his lip, her voice barely audible as she hissed, "Bastard..." With a driver present, Jarrod's disregard for propriety was stark. Was he truly prepared to pursue this here, in plain view?

Jarrod had a tendency to exert control, particularly when it came to relationships. He did not handle defiance well. If he chose to be gentle, it was on his terms, but otherwise, compliance was expected.

And this time was no exception.

Even the taste of his own blood from Nicole's bite did not slow him down. He calmly removed his tie and used it to bind her hands behind her. With a raised eyebrow and a hint of challenge, he declared, "You've had your moment, and now it's my turn.”

The stakes were high, as the Schultz Group faced potential losses in the billions due to the unfolding scandal, a hefty price by any measure.

Jarrod's hand gently stroked her skin as he leaned in close. “Isn't that right, darling?"

He uttered the word “darling” with such warmth, one might assume they shared a deep, passionate bond.

In truth, Nicole felt anything but affectionate. She fantasized about ending him. "Jarrod, don't delude yourself into thinking you can do whatever you want. I agreed to marry you, but that doesn't include giving in to every demand," she retorted.

Jarrod's eyes lazily scanned her, taking in her disheveled appearance with apparent approval. “Didn't we already cross that line last time?"