Captivation: Want Nothing But You

Half an hour ago.

After following the maid to dress up, Rachel didn't immediately return to her room. Instead, she went to a remote area on the other side of the deck. There was a clear yellow mark on the floor, which was a platform for a helicopter to land. The staff would occasionally come up here to rest.

But since most of them were attending the celebration party tonight, there was no one else here at the moment. Rachel leaned forward slightly with her elbows against the railing, letting the refreshing sea breeze blow through her thick black hair. 

Suddenly, the sound of rushing footsteps came from behind.

"Boss, it's Alice. Watch out!" Quintin's urgent warning resonated from Rachel's earpiece.

The attacker quickened her pace, closing in on her target like a vicious predator. A sneer formed at the corner of Rachel's mouth. She had expected this assault on her and was well-prepared for it. With a fierce look in her eyes, she calmly turned around.

"Rachel, I'll kill you!" Alice screamed at the top of her lungs and charged forward with a knife in hand. In the heat of the moment, she didn't notice the rope lying across the floor.

Crash!

Caught unaware, Alice tripped over the rope and fell heavily to the floor. Her knees hit the floor, and she cried out in pain while the knife fell a few feet away from her. Rachel simply stood there with an icy gaze directed at the dazed Alice.

the searing pain in her legs, Alice forced herself to get back up and grabbed the knife with her hand. But before she could even take a step forward, her knees soon buckled, and she fell

strength, as if her ankle was tied to something. No matter how hard she wriggled

on the back of

drug was

she felt that it was tightly wrapped around her ankle. There was a wild look in Alice's eyes as she tried hard to tug at the rope with all her effort, desperate to break free. But in reality, she was

crack rippled in the night air. Alicehad just ripped her trouser

crazed woman looked atRachel with

the palms of her hands turned red as her nails sunk through the fabric into her own

the knife in her hand

It should break me loose! That's right! This knife is the key!" Alice murmured more gibberish to herself excitedly and

finished her words, she slashed at her

off the imaginary rope with all her strength. Soon, the blade was soaked in

for a moment. When she saw the knife in her hand and the deep cut on her

Clink!

knife to