Captivation: Want Nothing But You

“Argh!”

With a muffled sound, that woman landed hard on the sofa.

Somehow, Victor managed to stand up in time and dodge her. He grabbed a wet wipe from Ivan and rubbed his fingertips against it. “It seems that my date didn’t disappoint you, Mr. Guzman,” he said flatly.

“I didn’t expect you’d be in the company of such a beauty.” Trevor raised his head and took a sip of his wine. He reluctantly dragged his eyes away from Rachel and turned to Victor with an uncertain look on his face.

“Were you serious before? About the… game? You were surely just messing with me!”

“Not at all! As long as you can charm my date away from me, she is yours.” Victor’s lips formed a cold smile, his eyes challenging the man before him.

Trevor couldn’t hide his excitement. He couldn’t wait to start the game, so he look at Victor and said slowly, “Well…”

Victor knew exactly what Trevor’s look meant. He glanced at Ivan sideways, giving him a pointed look.

Ivan took the hint and opened his briefcase. He pulled out a document he had prepared in advance and handed it to Trevor. “This is the contract drawn up by Mr. Sullivan himself.”

Trevor’s good sense had already flown out the window the moment he learned he had a chance with Rachel. At that point, he was so obsessed with her that he took the pen and signed the contract without reading a single line.

“Let the game begin, Mr. Guzman,” Ivan said, returning the signed contract in his briefcase.

Victor grabbed his suit jacket from the armrest of the sofa, turned around and walked towards the door, Ivan on his trail. As he crossed the room, he finally got a good look at Rachel.

His mind went blank for a moment.

No wonder Trevor had lost his mind over her. She looked ravishing tonight.

She was wearing a close-fitting, strapless dress that fit her figure like a glove. She looked much different from the exhausted, drained woman Victor remembered.

Her makeup was different too. It was simple and elegant, giving her a fresh, natural look.

Victor’s eyes lingered on Rachel for a while and he felt a surge of unease. He firmly believed he hated her so much that even a single glance could make him feel uncomfortable, disgusted even.

of his emotions and he

when he walked past her, she grabbed

gave her a look full of poison and he

you want? Too late for regrets,” Victor sneered, looking

all over her body. She lowered her voice in an attempt to keep her anger at bay. “What is that supposed to mean? You were

could finish, Victor’s face hardened. He grabbed Rachel’s chin, forcing her to look straight into his

move. The pain on her chin was so intense that she staggered

his voice cold and piercing as he whispered menacingly,

“I am not…”

ever believe you again? I thought you had learned your lesson, but I forgot what a stupid b***h you are. You’ll never learn,” he whispered

her chin felt like a vice.

face turned pale and beads of sweat started forming on

on her

couldn’t be here with me

you do all this just to be

frowned at his

going on.

she didn’t want anything to do with Victor. She didn’t give a s**t about this stupid party or who would

Rachel’s silence as an admission of guilt. He leaned closer and whispered in her ear, in a voice so low that only she would hear him. “Now, time

in fear.

her chin and grabbing her by the arm, he

pocket and a smug look on

and Rachel, so he assumed that the man had simply

turned around and left

the door was about to close behind them, Rachel’s voice reached him. “You’re

he closed the door

Rachel was left looking at the door

name?” Trevor looked at Rachel up

had hit it on the corner of the table when Victor had pushed

straight. “Come closer, and I’ll tell you everything you want