Captivation: Want Nothing But You

"Rachel, you fucking bitch.GO TO HELL!"

On the king-size bed, the man's face was a mask of fury, his black eyes burning with hate.The veins stood out on his forehead and his arms as he wrung the woman's slender neck.

The woman was still half-asleep, but she could feel something was wrong.

She couldn't breathe! Rachel Bennet opened her eyes wide, still groggy from sleep.She felt a pair of hands on her neck, choking the life out of her.She was confused and consumed by fear and panic.

As her lungs started screaming for air, her survival instinct kicked in.She raised her hands to her throat, trying to fend off her attacker.

But the man wouldn't budge.

Instead, he tightened his grip on her neck, causing her face to turn a deep red and her vision to blur.

Bam! 

The door was thrown open and the butler rushed in.

His face paled at the sight before him, but he didn't lose a minute.

He hurried to the bed and grabbed the man's arm, shouting, "Mr.Sullivan! Mr.Sullivan! Please let go of her! You're killing her!"

"She deserves to die!"

The man had an unhinged look in his eyes and spit came out of his mouth along with his words.

The butler knew that couldn't stop the man physically, so he knelt by the bed and started begging for Rachel's life.

"Mr.Sullivan, please! If you kill her, your grandma will roll over in her grave.She won't be able to rest in peace!"

Grandma? Hearing the butler's words, Victor Sullivan loosened his grip slightly.Rachel grabbed the opportunity to escape his grasp and crawl away.

Her back hit the headboard and she stayed there curled in a ball, looking at Victor with wide, fearful eyes.

The butler saw the change in Victor's attitude as a sign to keep pushing.

"Mr.Sullivan, be patient! Today your divorce will become official.You will never see her again! Spare her life for her mother's sake.Her mother once saved your grandma, remember? Please calm down!"

Victor seemed to see the reason behind his butler's words.

He got out of bed, put on his pajamas in silence.

When he was done, he turned around and spoke, in a voice cold as ice.

"I'll tell lvan to send the divorce papers here.Sign it and then get the hell out.I don't want to see your face ever again."

With a final look filled with hatred, he left the room, followed by the butler.

door slammed behind him, the sound hurting Rachel's ears.She covered herself with

face was deathly pale, her heart

at her body.She was completely naked and dark bruises

coursing through her veins had

worst had passed, Rachel felt that her

any women's clothes in the

only men's

a shirt and a pair

were ridiculously large for

felt,

sat down.She leaned her head back and

to her

opened her

to the former owner of this

quietly sorting things out in her

had been reborn, from Shelia Davis to Rachel

her was a

gotten sick and died a while ago

a knock on the

sound startled Rachel

the other

"May I come in?"

the pants and hurried to open the

man stood there, holding a stack of

"Ivan."

memories

handed her the documents and

see you out.As soon as you sign the divorce

recalling what the butler had

but from now on, it would also

divorce agreement cooked up in less than an

agreement and started turning pages, signing

in less than thirty

Rachel said, as she returned the papers to Ivan and clicked the

her in astonishment, eyebrows raised.He didn't expect it to be so

agreement, he told Ivan that Rachel didn't want to sign it, so

it first?" Ivan said, still not

her eyebrows

curious about what you are

was frowning now, looking more and more

hitching up her pants.She

two possible outcomes.One is that I am in a world of debt and go bankrupt soon, and the other is that I have to leave this marriage without a penny.I am sure Victor put together a