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.

into. She looked out the window to see where they were, and was rather surprised to find they were nearly

driver said and obediently began to unfasten his seat belt. He reached for the door handle and tugged it open. Clearly, he thought

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 for some reason, this only irritated

his eyes and his naturally cold aura became icy. He couldn’t believe Rachel hadn’t even asked him why. Did she really not want to know why he had asked her to leave the

in such a hurry to leave in the first place? 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 on,” Victor coldly ordered the

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 reflected there. He could see enough to know that she’d taken off the coat, hung it over her arm, and was now

eyes and looked down at his left hand. It wasn’t only Rachel who couldn’t understand why he’d saved her, Victor himself was having trouble figuring out why he’d

of her forehead in his hand. His fingers were curled towards his palm as if he could still feel her delicate skin there. He didn’t know what he was feeling. The sensation was indescribable. But he knew he

 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.

himself, “I don’t know if Miss Bennet has reached Sue Garden yet. With this rain coming in, 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 chance Victor would think he was

face as badly as he did now. Why hadn’t he thought before he had spoken? The car was eerily silent for