Captivation: Want Nothing But You

Victor slowly blinked his eyes open. The alcohol kicked in and his vision was blurry, His voice was soft as if he were talking to himself inside his dream. Rachel was taken aback, and she could feel Victor holding her tighter than before. He would usually say things in a domineering and arrogant tone. But this time, it sounded like he was whispering softly, as if almost begging. For a moment, Rachel thought that it was just her imagination.

But soon, she sneered. Whether it was true or not, it didn’t matter to her anymore. His pleading had no effect on her. She desperately wished she could kill Victor to avenge Abby’s death. She desperately wanted to give her justice for everything Abby had gone through. It was ridiculous, but it wasn’t funny.

Seeing that Rachel was still not answering him even after waiting for a long time, Victor’s eyes started to grow dim. He wanted to apologize to Rachel as soon as she came out of the operating room, but he didn’t have the courage to do so. He had no idea what was bothering him. Victor wanted to tell her that she would never be allowed to leave or escape. He liked to think that he could keep her for as long as he wanted.

He didn’t care even if she’d despise him even more. But there was a lingering fear in his heart. He was only tipsy, not drunk. The alcohol gave him a small push and now had the guts to come to her room and finally tell her. Victor’s heart ached seeing how Rachel was keen on driving him away, saying that she was tired and wanted to get some rest. His heart ached all over and he only felt a little better when he held her in his arms.

The next day, the first rays of sunlight in the morning fell on the blue sea and reflected through the window. Rachel frowned, seeing Victor holding her hand tightly. When she opened her eyes, the ray of sunlight on the window blinded her in an instant.

She instinctively raised her forearm and placed it on top of her eyes. Soon, her mind was quickly flooded with the events of last night, and she immediately remembered.

Victor opened up to her, the room fell quiet. Rachel called his name several times, but he never responded. She tried to get out of his arms but he

gentle force, he flipped her over and pinned her down on the bed.

tone and slowly opened her mouth to speak Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. “Miss Bennet, are you awake?” asked the maid from outside, accompanied by small knocks. “The breakfast is ready.” Both of them exchanged glances as the maid continued to call. Noticing the flustered look on Rachel’s face, Victor lowered his eyes and turned

maid’s face froze when she saw Victor. She nervously swallowed and said, “Mr. Sullivan.” “Morning.” When the maid looked inside and saw Rachel getting out

to take care of him. The maid knew who Carson was. He was

be stuck in this kind of job anymore! Without hesitation, the maid followed Ivan to Carson’s room. 1 However, all the things she hoped never happened. She had been caring for

Rachel just now? What if Victor thought she was a nuisance? The more she thought about it, the jittery

maid leaned closer, feeling uneasy. She looked into his cold eyes and realized. “Oh! I apologize, Mr. Sullivan.” She stepped aside

texting on his phone. The maid brought milk to the table. “Miss Bennet, Mr. Sullivan informed us you has seasickness and shouldn’t eat oily food in the morning, so