Captivation: Want Nothing But You

Captivation Want Nothing But You Chapter 129 by Adolf Dunne

Rachel waited for the pain, but it never came. She frowned in confusion, but she didn’t dare open her eyes just yet. Was the seat in front of her so well cushioned that she felt nothing? The only thing she felt was a cool weight on her forehead. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to brake so sharply,” the driver hurriedly apologized. He twisted around in his seat to look back at them. “Mr. Sullivan, Miss Bennet, are you two alright?” Rachel reached out and pressed her hand against the back of the chair. Then she slowly opened her eyes. Before her she didn’t see the seat, but a hand.

She was frozen in surprise, and before she could react, the hand was pulled away. “We’re fine,” Victor said from beside her.

Then it all made sense.

The realization of what had happened suddenly hit her. She finally understood. She hadn’t bumped into the chair… But into Victor’s hand. Had he prevented her from hitting her head? Rachel lowered her gaze and half-hooded her eyes with her lashes. It looked like she was staring down at her feet, but in reality she was looking at Victor out the corner of her eyes.

The traffic light turned green and the driver eased the car forward again. Victor had already settled into his usual stance, and was facing forward with his normal cold expression. Rachel took the opportunity to study his sculptured face, defined jaw and tall nose. She couldn’t help but feel that if she were to poke his cheek that her finger would turn to ice. There was absolutely no emotion shown on his face, making it that much more difficult for Rachel to connect with the man who had just saved her.

Victor suddenly said. Rachel gave a small shake of her head and broke out the slight daze she’d gone into. She looked out the window to see where

the driver said and obediently began to unfasten his seat belt. He reached for the door handle and tugged it open. Clearly, he thought Victor was talking to him. 2 He’d only opened the door a crack before Victor spoke again.

the driver were rather shocked. But Rachel quickly calmed herself and kept her expression as neutral as possible. She knew what kind of scum Victor was; she should have expected something like this from him. She didn’t argue or complain though. She remained as obedient and as passive as she’d been the entire day. Without hesitation, she opened the door and got out. But

his naturally cold aura became icy. He couldn’t believe Rachel hadn’t even asked him why. Did she really not want to know

Was he really that much of a monster? It was quite a coincidence that he thought that, because Ráchel didn’t see him as a monster; she saw him as something much worse. “Turn around and drive

body, almost like a warning. He didn’t dare ask questions or try and argue. He just did as he was told, turned the car around and drove in the other direction. As they sped down the road, Victor kept glancing in the rearview mirror with a dull expression. They were already quite a distance away, but he could still vaguely see Rachel’s figure

Club.” : Victor lowered his eyes and looked down at his left hand. It wasn’t only Rachel who couldn’t understand why he’d

been reflex. He had seen her jolt forward and had just stretched out his hand to stop her. He had only realized what he had done when he felt the warmth of her forehead in his hand. His fingers were curled towards his

dark, close to night. With the addition of the clouds drifting in, it made it look like it was near midnight. “Mr. Sullivan, it looks like it’s going to rain,” the driver said. Victor

I don’t think it’s safe for her to be out there alone.” The moment the words left his mouth, he instantly regretted it. There was a

driver to say what he had. Never before in his life had the driver wanted to slap himself in the face as badly as he did now. Why hadn’t he thought before he had spoken? The car was eerily silent for a little while. Victor frowned and stared out the window at the darkening sky. Finally he said, “Call home. Tell them