Captivation: Want Nothing But You

Rachel raised the bottle to her lips and chugged down the wine.She drank a little too fast, so wine spilled from the corners of her mouth, down to her jaw and her slender neck, staining the collar of her shirt.

After a while, the bottle was completely empty.

She threw the bottle aside carelessly and it met the ground with a loud crash.At that point, she was dizzy as hell and had trouble standing on her own two feet.

All of a sudden, she felt a stab of pain in her stomach.

Pale faced and gritting her teeth, Rachel started reaching for the second bottle, but as soon as her fingers brushed against the glass, her stomach lurched violently.

"Ughh…"

She had just enough time to lean forward before her stomach emptied its contents on his own accord Her body rejected the red wine she had drunk as if it was a foul poison, its smell spreading in the air in the room fast.

Rachel, still doubled over, placed one hand on her aching abdomen.

Beads of sweat dripped from her forehead to the ground and mixing with the bright red pool of vomit.

Victor felt the urge to stand up and help her, until a thought popped into his head.

"You are not fooling anyone, Rachel.I know what you are up to! Remember that day you made a scene in the company because you were drunk as a skunk? And now you are telling me that you can't even handle one bottle of wine? Please! Go on then.Keep drinking!"

'Damn it! The old Rachel is the one that made a fool of herself whenever she got drunk! Not me!' Rachel thought, trying to breathe through the pain.

Her whole body felt fuzzy and ached, making it impossible to tell if it was just her stomach hurting or every single body part.

But Victor seemed determined to force her to drink all three bottles.

When she straightened up, ready to reach for the second bottle, her stomach felt like it was on fire.A wave of nausea came over her again and she couldn't help vomiting for the second time that day.

Rachel thought that her stomach would have nothing more to expel, but she was wrong.

Her body was purged from every single drop of alcohol she had so carelessly consumed.

In the end, she felt a little better.

The day had gone while all that took place and the moon had already started rising.

Victor hadn't turned on the light, so the room was dark, except from a few rays of bright, silver moonlight.

falling right on Rachel's face and only then

"Ughh…"

stomach made a final attempt

is vomiting all over the place! That's weird… But wait a second; didn't

a searching look at Rachel, and a wild thought flashed

"Rachel, are you pregnant?"

out hesitant,

gripping the sofa so tight that her knuckles had turned

and

We didn't use protection.Are you

on,

with his child awakened an unprecedented feeling in

to her senses then and smiled

if I'm really pregnant, Victor?" Her answer felt like a

really was with child? He hadn't even thought of

fact, he hadn't even thought of having

had climbed into Victor's bed in the dead night, sending

middle of the room back then, clearly embarrassed and in tears, saying

said? The memory came back to Victor, clear

child?" he

the hell do you think you are? Do you deem yourself worthy of carrying my child? Get out while I'm still calm! And get it through your thick skull; you and I will never have a

the tears that had streamed down her face as she

I? I'm your wife, Victor.Why am I not worthy of being

"No!"

even let her finish her

with my baby, I would insist you get an abortion! There will be no baby!

away, Victor pondered if the answer he

Rachel was really pregnant with his baby, he

really think

remained silent, so she went on with

sorry to disappoint you.I am on the pill and I even had my

as she finished speaking, all the fight seemed to have left her.She reached out and took another bottle

to that, shall we? It will also serve as further proof that I am not

one night.It's not that easy to get pregnant, is it?'’

he have that odd, empty feeling in his stomach? Victor's feelings confused the hell out of him and that made

his eyes