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 that

but when he walked past her, she grabbed his sleeve, stopping him from leaving

her a look full of poison and he shrugged off her

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

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

hardened. He grabbed Rachel’s chin, forcing her

was so intense

his voice cold and piercing as he whispered menacingly,

“I am not…”

you really think I will ever believe you again? I thought you had learned your lesson, but I forgot what

her chin felt like a vice. Uttering a single word would

pale and beads of sweat started forming on

breath on her neck and

couldn’t be here with

your dirty tricks. Didn’t you do all this just to be my date to the party tonight? And now you are pretending you

at his

finally understood what was going

a s**t about this stupid party

admission of guilt. He leaned closer and whispered in her ear, in a voice so low

in fear. This

her chin and grabbing her by the arm,

smug look on

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

around and left the room with Ivan

the door was about to close behind them, Rachel’s

but he closed the door decisively behind

Rachel was left

name?” Trevor looked at Rachel

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

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