Captivation: Want Nothing But You

Rachel was led into a room, where Eva asked her to take a seat and began applying makeup on her face and doing her hair.

When she was done, it was already six o'clock in the evening.

Rachel had no idea what Victor wanted from her.

All she could do was sit and wait.

There was a knock on the door and Eva walked over to open it.

Rachel was sitting with her back to the door, but through the mirror she could see the two men who brought her here standing on the doorway.

"It's time," one of the men said curtly.

"She will be ready in a few minutes,"

Eva nodded.

Rachel drummed her fingers on the table as Eva closed the door and came over.

"Miss Bennet, time to change into your outfit for the night."

Rachel turned to Eva blinking in astonishment.

"Who asked you to dress me up?"

"Mr.Sullivan, of course," Eva said, her polite yet weirdly unsettling smile never leaving her lips.

"Do you know why?"

Rachel was desperate for the slightest piece of information about what Victor had in store for her.

Eva averted her gaze and made sweeping gesture.

"The staff here respects the customers' privacy."

Rachel looked at Eva searchingly for a while longer, then stood up and walked towards the fitting room.

A single dress was hanging inside.

Rachel's eyes hardened at the sight of it, her expression inscrutable.

She stayed there, staring at the dress for a few moments.

It was all clear now, what Victor wanted from her.

This flimsy piece of clothing was all the proof she needed.

Eva's voice came from behind her.

wanted you to know that your lawyer's firm doesn't have a license.He also wanted me to tell you that he wouldn't mind informing the

heart almost

really

find out so many things about Andy in such

plans, Victor

have trouble with the will.She could end up losing her

she was at

she looked up at the hateful

she said in a low voice,

"You have five minutes,"

Eva reminded her kindly.

the wild side of the city

was one of the most exclusive establishments, frequented only

33 floors

on the

floors held a rustic coffee shop, a restaurant, a cozy jazz bar, an arcade, a casino and a

rooms, suites to be precise, reserved only for the club's most loyal

and extravagance, which meant that most people would live their whole lives right next to it

floor, a waiter knocked on the door twice before cautiously walking inside carrying a decanter of red

bowed in respect and started pouring the red liquid into elegant,

one here without a date," said the middle-aged man sitting

the waist of a cute blonde girl as he accepted a glass of wine from

a sip of

fun, you know.I might start thinking that you are not a man of

who was standing by the door,

renowned businessman, one that

the

Group's profit from the next quarter of the

cost billions of dollars of investment, so Victor had to

eyes never

was in search of investors,

new investors didn't necessarily give the man the right to be arrogant

man, as he

against the sofa, Victor stayed

wine, looking

saw

Victor didn't take him seriously! He had never been treated

always begged for a chance to cooperate with him! "Don't you

unable to hold his

lowered his glass and

you are too impatient,"

Guzman narrowed his eyes but

just received, Ivan strode to