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.

and he hated the impact that woman had on

he walked past her, she grabbed

a look full of poison and he

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

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

face hardened. He grabbed Rachel’s

her chin was so intense that she staggered

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

“I am not…”

I forgot what a stupid

to retort, but his grip on her chin felt like a vice. Uttering a

face turned pale and beads of

Victor spoke again, she felt his hot breath on her neck

couldn’t be here with me tonight because she

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

at his

was going on. It was all

Victor. She didn’t give a

as an admission of guilt. He leaned closer and whispered in her ear, in a voice so low that only she would hear

fear.

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

on his face. “Mr. Guzman, I’ll leave my date

he assumed that the man had simply been telling her to serve him well. He nodded to Victor and rubbed his hands together

around and left the room

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

moment, but he closed the

room, Rachel was left

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

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

her injured arm closer to her chest and stood straight. “Come closer, and I’ll tell you everything you want