Captivation: Want Nothing But You

ArteryClara nodded at the security guard and said, "Tie them up first, and leave this lady alone for an interrogation."

The daughter of that security guard was around the same age as Rachel.

Knowing what had happened to her, he felt really bad for her.

With a nod, he replied, "We'll be waiting for you outside.Don't worry.They're not gonna hurt you again."

"Thank you, sir." Rachel forced a smile.

These security guards were all veterans.

It only took them a moment to tie up the three goons, and then they walked out of the ward.

The last one to leave was Clara.

She even closed the door for Rachel.

Once the door had closed, the innocence and vulnerability in Rachel's eyes turned into a steely gaze.

She picked up a shard of the vase that had been shattered during the fight earlier, and the she approached the three people struggling on the ground, and squatted down.

The way she moved slowly made her seem more intimidating, and it frightened her adversaries.

Her gaze sent shivers down their spines.

One of them noticed the shard of vase in her hand, and his pupils quivered.

"What… what are you planning to do with that?"

Rachel fiddled with the shard in her hand.

Its sharp tip glistened beneath the sunlight.

And as they stared at it, fear overcame their hearts.

With a sinister smile, she pointed the tip of the shard on at the man's thigh.

"What do you think will happen if I plunge this shard into this part of your leg?"

"Y–you… I…"

The man was breaking into cold sweat, and his face was as pale as a ghost.He couldn't utter a word while looking back at her.

"Since you don't know, allow me to educate you," Rachel said in kind tone.

"You see, there's a blood vessel here called the femoral artery.Three centimeters beneath your skin here, I can stab right at it."

the

that.Murder is

nervous.I'm not even done talking.Anyway, have you ever seen a fountain? I bet you have.But it doesn't matter if you haven't.Because once I cut your femoral artery, your blood will gush out like a fountain.If the cut is deep enough, perhaps you'll see your own blood splattering onto the ceiling.Around five or six minutes of agonizing

she spoke, she suddenly strengthened her grip on

pierced through the man's cloth,

felt the writhing pain and all color drained

the pain and fear of getting hurt, he screamed,

"Shush."

finger to her lips

eyes widened in horror, and beads of sweat fell

do you want? I'll tell you whatever you want.Just

going to kill you? Didn't you say that murder

grinned, drew back the shard of glass, and

teaching you

of these men were now too scared to utter

not human, but a demon

teaching you.Let's get to the

sat on the floor cross–legged, fiddling with the shard

what was your

talking, the three goons

hesitant to tell her

a hurry, so she smiled at

she would fiddle with the shard of glass by flicking

well–manicured nails knocked on the shard, it would make

they heard that sound, it felt like a

scared shitless, so he was the first

unconscious or drug you once you

looked at the

said, "And then we'll pretend to be doctors and send you to the operating room.After that, we're supposed to send our client a

glinted with

"What surgery?" she asked.

the third

"An abortion."

and the

she muttered, "Caroline, Alice, why am I not surprised? An abortion, huh? What

fear and begged, "We've already told you the whole truth, so please… Please let us go! We promise,

with

thing that I need you to

"What… what is it?"

a message to your client, and tell

the police arrived and took the goons away through the

finished her statement with the police, and walked out