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.

have a license.He

almost

really underestimated

did he find out so many things about Andy in such a short time? His message was clearly a

go along with his plans, Victor would

mention that Rachel would have trouble with the

was at Victor's

as she looked up at the hateful

she said in a low voice, "I'll put

"You have five minutes,"

Eva reminded her kindly.

wild side of the city began to

of the most exclusive establishments, frequented only by the elite of

33 floors

was on the

jazz bar,

held private rooms, suites to be precise, reserved only

club was the embodiment of the city's elegance and extravagance, which meant that most people would live their whole lives right next to it and never see the

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

and started pouring the red liquid into elegant,

a date, but you're the only one here without a date," said the middle-aged man sitting

around the waist of a cute blonde girl

sip of his drink and

our fun, you know.I might start thinking that you are not a man of your word and that'd be a

words, Ivan, who was standing by the door, looked

man that spoke was a renowned businessman,

the host of this

the Sullivan Group's profit from the next quarter

dollars of

never

search of investors, this man's

that Sullivan Group's searching for new investors didn't necessarily give the man the right to

this man, as he had the

Victor stayed completely expressionless, ignoring

his wine, looking completely

when he saw that

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

chance to cooperate with him!

huffed, unable to hold his temper any

glass and

you are too impatient," he

Guzman narrowed his eyes but remained

message he had just received, Ivan strode to Victor's side