Captivation: Want Nothing But You

Captivation Want Nothing But You Chapter 112 by Adolf Dunne 

Awake From A Nightmare

Even the butler, Lukas was shocked by the sight of the man’s eye. He’d seen it on multiple occasions, but the feeling never faded. Lukas didn’t know the actual story about how the man had got the scar. Maria had told him that the man’s enemies had chased him down and cut him, just before she’d saved his life. Lukas didn’t know how true this story actually was. The man was keenly aware that Lukas was staring at him, but he didn’t care.

He completely ignored him and kept looking at Maria. “Rachel is in hospital at the moment. She’s in a coma,” he said calmly. Maria had been busy checking her nail polish, apparently already bored by the conversation. But she stopped when she heard what the man said. “She’s in hospital? What about her baby?

Is her baby alright?” Lukas asked before he could stop himself. “The baby is fine. Rachel just has a concussion,” the man said Lukas’s previously worried expression changed to something a little more unreadable. “Never in my life did I ever think Rachel would really be pregnant…” Maria splayed her hand on her thigh and looked down at her half-finished manicure. Her hair fell forward to cover her face, and her thick eyelashes hid the look in her eyes.

It was nearly impossible to tell what she was thinking After a long while, she said, “I see. You should leave Apliaria these days. I will give you some money.” “Okay,” the man said in a low voice. He pulled his cap back on, adjusting it so it hid his eyes, then he left without another word.

Lukas quickly centered himself and calmed his rapid heartbeat. Once he was sure his emotions were no longer showing on his face, he looked up at Maria and said, “Madame, would you like me to find someone else to keep an eye on her?” Maria said nothing in return and gently swirled the red liquid in the glass, barely even moving her wrist.

Then she touched her lips elegantly to the brim and took a sip. As she tilted her head back to drink, she exposed her smooth, pale neck. It was made even more enticing by the lighting in the room. Lukas couldn’t help but look at it. And he couldn’t help that he was nearly salivating at the sight.

she made looked measured, elegant, well thought through and refined. She somehow managed to effortlessly look simultaneously lazy and sexy. It was no surprise the that she’d married into the Sullivan

Kennedy family hadn’t even been considered as one of the upper-class families. It had been quite a shock when Maria, a woman coming from just about nothing,

years now. Many said it was out of sheer dumb-luck, but the vast majority were of the opinion that she had schemed and lied her way into the position. Lukas had been in Maria’s service for nearly 10 years. He knew better than most just how vicious and vindictive this beautiful woman was. Lukas kept taking deep, measured breaths to keep himself calm as she waited for Maria to speak. “Send someone else to keep an eye on her?” Maria sneered. “And give that bastard

do you think I asked him to leave Apliaria in the first place? As ridiculous as that bastard is, do you really take him for a fool? Do you really think he’d be satisfied that this was an accident?” She shook her head and stood. She didn’t need Lukas to answer. In fact, she didn’t

to be in some kind of distress. Her eyes were still tightly shut, but her mouth was tipped down in a frown and her forehead was glistening with sweat. She looked like she was having a bad dream. In her dream, Rachel was running down a dark, empty road. There was no one behind her, just the streetlights that

why she was running. But she was overwhelmed by the feeling that if she stopped, the blackness would swallow her whole, and then she’d disappear forever. So she kept on running. And running… And running. She

vision was blurred with sweat, and her breathing was coming in great gasps; but still she

Stop running!” the man said coldly, gripping her chin tightly. Rachel gasped in horror. She tried to struggle out his grasp, but it was useless. “If you try and escape, I’ll give your precious little maid to Crown Club and let those men do

from the ground with tears glistening in her eyes as she said, “Miss Bennet…” “Abby!”

overcome by the sudden urge to bite him to force him to let her go. Before she had fully committed to the idea, Victor suddenly pushed her into the middle of the road. A truck’s horn blared to her right. Rachel whipped her head in the direction of the sound to see there was a truck barreling straight

he said, “Go to hell, Rachel.” Rachel screamed. She screamed so loudly that she woke herself up from the nightmare. She gasped for breath, straining against the clutches

last words still rung in her ears. So clearly, in fact, that she was having trouble discerning reality from imagination. She spent a few more moments steadying her breathing and calming herself. Once she was quite certain she was no longer trapped in the dream,