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 hated

when he walked past her,

her a look full of poison and he shrugged off her hand, looking disgusted

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

voice in an attempt to keep her anger at bay. “What is

face hardened. He grabbed Rachel’s chin, forcing

was so intense that she staggered

cold and piercing as he whispered menacingly, “Isn’t that what you wanted? Huh?

“I am not…”

lesson, but I forgot what a stupid b***h you are.

felt like a vice. Uttering a single word

beads of sweat started forming

felt his hot breath on her neck and a shiver ran

with me tonight

I underestimated your dirty tricks. Didn’t you do all this just

at his

understood what was going on.

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

seemed to take 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,

in fear. This couldn’t

could react, though, Victor let go of her chin and grabbing her by

hand in his pocket and a smug look on his face. “Mr. Guzman, I’ll leave my date in

didn’t know what had just happened between Victor and Rachel, so he assumed that the man had simply

left the

close behind them, Rachel’s voice reached him. “You’re gonna regret

he

the private room, Rachel was left looking at the

sweetie, what’s your name?” Trevor looked at Rachel up and down

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

arm closer to her chest and stood straight. “Come