Captivation: Want Nothing But You

Captivation Want Nothing But You Chapter 117 by Adolf Dunne

“Hey!” the nurse said in surprise when she saw Victor drag Rachel away. She wanted to stop him, but wasn’t quick enough. Victor completely ignored her. He marched Rachel over to a quiet corner, regardless of the nurse’s protest. Rachel tried to fight against him, but she quickly gave up.

Victor was a strong man, and he was even more so when he was angry. He tugged her to stand in front of him, staring down at her with an expressionless face. But even devoid of a visible emotion, his eyes and presence were still oppressive. Rachel diverted her gaze and looked down at her wrist.

The pale, delicate skin was an angry, glaring red Victor really didn’t know how to treat a lady. “So… The baby’s father is dead?” He squeezed every word out from between clenched teeth. His head throbbed with the effort of trying to keep his temper under control while his eyes bored into Rachel.

Rachel turned her head away to look off to the side; that was when she saw his hand. Victor had very beautiful hands; long-fingered, fair and boney. When she’d still been part of the Red Hackers, everyone had said that Quintin’s hands were lovely. She’s spent hours staring at them, trying to figure out what they meant by that.

To her, they just looked like ordinary men’s hands. Nothing special. Only when she had met Victor had she finally understood what they meant by men having beautiful hands. Because if there was ever a man who had beautiful hands, it was Victor. She believed that they’d be beautiful even when they were caked in mud.

There was just something about his long, elegant fingers that held a note of beauty. But now she could see his delicate bones sharply through his skin, and his fingertips were curved ever so slightly inwards. Evidently, he was trying to hang onto his temper. As beautiful as those hands were, Rachel had a feeling that he wouldn’t hesitate to punch her in the face at any given second.

in an eerily calm voice. “Rachel, have I been too nice to you recently? Don’t forget who you are.” “…” Rachel raised her head and looked directly into his ironic eyes. She smiled and said, “Are you going to threaten me again? Say that you would not

Even with this child, I know you won’t hold back if you lose your temper. If I had a choice, I wouldn’t bear  your child. Even if you were the last man alive on this earth.” If she had known what lengths Victor would go to; if she had known that he’d

he thought he knew what heart ache was before, he’d been wrong. What he was feeling now as so much worse. The temperature

pry his hand off her, but he was too strong. He barely even seemed to notice she was tugging on him. Victor looked straight into her eyes. And she really did have

was no light in them now. There was nothing but coldness and irritation. He tried his best not

anything more. She just gritted her teeth and stayed silent. Her face was pale, her eyes were tired and

head to detach himself from his wild thoughts. Keeping his expression hard and aggressive he ordered, “Answer me!” He hated it when a situation wasn’t under his control. “Fine. What

he stared down at her in confusion. He actually didn’t know what he wanted to hear. That she regretted everything? That she regretting having his baby? He gnashed his teeth together as the pain in his heart got worse. “Miss Rachel Bennet! Please come with me for the ultrasound!” said a nurse from behind them. Her voice broke through their quarrel and defused what

him to let her go, Victor dropped his hand to his side and stepped away. With a cruel,

standing beside her. She glanced down at a photo pinned to her clipboard, then up

already. Hurry now. Go to the second room. There are other ladies waiting and you’re holding them up.” Rachel

him by his upper arm. “Hey! What on earth is wrong with you?” Victor stopped