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.

always been in control of his emotions and he hated the impact

time, but when he walked past her, she grabbed his

he shrugged off

Too late for regrets,” Victor sneered, looking down at

over her body. She lowered her voice in an attempt to

face hardened. He grabbed Rachel’s chin, forcing

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

hers, his voice cold and piercing as he whispered

“I am not…”

you really think I will ever believe you again? I thought you had learned your lesson, but I forgot what a stupid b***h you are. You’ll

grip on her chin felt like a vice. Uttering a single word would be

pale and beads of sweat started forming on

she felt his hot breath on her neck and a shiver ran

couldn’t be here with me

It seems that I underestimated your dirty tricks. Didn’t you do all this

frowned at his

going on.

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

He leaned closer and whispered in her ear, in a voice so low that only she

fear.

go of her chin and grabbing

pocket and a smug look on his face. “Mr. Guzman,

her.” Trevor didn’t know what had just happened between Victor and Rachel, so he assumed that the man had simply been telling her to serve him well. He nodded to Victor and rubbed his hands together as he walked towards

turned around and left the room with Ivan by his

about to close behind them, Rachel’s

for a moment, but he

room, Rachel was left looking

your name?” Trevor looked at Rachel up and

her sore arm. She had hit it on the corner of the table when Victor had pushed her. Hearing Trevor’s question, she looked

held her injured arm closer to her chest and stood straight. “Come closer, and