Captivation: Want Nothing But You

The waiter promptly brought the red wine. The secretary picked up her glass. She straightened up and stroked her long hair before she walked over to the woman. “Miss Bennet,” she said politely as she stood behind the woman whom she thought was

Rachel The woman was standing near a rail, looking edgy. She clenched her hands into fists. The secretary thought the woman was acting strange so she looked her up and down. Why would she be nervous, the secretary wondered. All she did was greeted her. “Hello, Miss Bennet!

I’m Tiffany, secretary to the president of the Chamber of Commerce.” Tiffany tried to sound as casually as possible to hide her suspicion. The other woman lowered her head, not uttering a word. She was trembling slightly. Tiffany, on the other hand, was waiting for the woman to turn around. Her hand holding the red wine glass was getting a bit sore.

Tiffany was confused by the woman’s reaction. She was the secretary to the president of the Chamber of Commerce. She might even become the leader of Apliaria’s Chamber of Commerce. All the young men and women from rich families showed regard for her. But this woman was not even turning around to look at her. ‘Who does she think she was? Does she think she can be this arrogant just because of Victor?’

Tiffany shrugged her shoulders and turned around to walk away. But she thought of the president’s order. She took a deep breath and pasted a smile on her face. “Miss Bennet, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to startle you. It’s just that I want to say hello to you. I’ve heard so much about you but I haven’t had the chance to meet you in person. When I chanced upon you, I thought I’d approach you and offer my greetings.”

Tiffany forced a smile. The other woman swallowed nervously and remained silent. Her body trembled. Beads of sweat collected on her forehead. Tiffany thought this was getting really strange. She furrowed her eyebrows. This woman looked like she would not turn around to look at her.

then, the woman turned around. Being face to face with Tiffany made her even more panicky. She looked down and attempted to

are not Rachel Bennet!” Tiffany bellowed as the realization came to her. “Who

The maid started to stammer. Cold sweat kept rolling from her eyebrows and she mopped it away with her forearm. “Say something!” Tiffany knew if

felt she had to question the maid more keenly. “No, no! I… I can’t tell you.” “You can’t tell me or you don’t want to me? You can’t hide the truth forever.” Tiffany stood cold-faced. She was contemplating on shouting for help. The maid became more frightened. She turned her back to Tiffany and ran away from her. “Stop!” Tiffany didn’t expect that the maid would be so nervous that she would

She didn’t

secretary stopped in her tracks and gasped when she realized who the

blood in her body freezing. In a trembling voice, she could only mutter, “Mr. Sullivan…” Victor’s eyes narrowed into slits when he notice what the maid was wearing. “Why are you in Rachel’s dress?” he asked her sternly. The maid immediately knelt on the

truly sorry.” So, Rachel asked the maid to wear her dress at the celebration party, but why? ‘What if I don’t want to stay with you?’ Rachel’s words flashed through Victor’s mind. The veins on his temples throbbed. His dark eyes were filled with coldness. Noticing that Victor was trying to hold his anger,

string her words together. “Come on, tell me the truth!” Ivan raised his voice, his face was grim.