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 the impact that woman had on

past her, she

of poison and he shrugged off her hand,

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

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

Rachel’s chin, forcing

was so

he whispered menacingly, “Isn’t that what you wanted? Huh? Drop the innocent act. I

“I am not…”

your lesson, but I forgot

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

and beads of sweat

felt his hot breath on her neck and a

be here with me tonight

I underestimated your dirty tricks. Didn’t you do all this just to be my date to the party

at

finally understood what was going on. It was all

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

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

fear. This couldn’t

Victor let go of her chin and grabbing her

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

he assumed that the

expressionless, Victor turned around and left the room with Ivan by his

door was about to close behind them, Rachel’s

moment, but he

private room, Rachel was left looking at

what’s your name?” Trevor looked at

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

her chest and stood straight. “Come closer, and I’ll