Captivation: Want Nothing But You

A hiss slithered neatly across the meeting room, echoing all the way, and all heads turned to Ivan sitting in the front.

An apparition of frown evinced on Ivan’s countenance but only for a fleeting moment.He pacified himself before asking in a deep voice, "Does your brother know about it?"

"Of course."

Odin glanced at his subordinate behind him with a smile.The man understood that it was his cue to move and put the document he had prepared on the table.

At the same time, Odin said, "But it’s a pity that he doesn’t have time to attend."It only took one casual glance from Ivan at the folder and he narrowed his eyes.

"If Mr.Sullivan isn’t here to attend the meeting, the board meeting,"

Someone couldn’t help but speak, but he trailed off when he felt a pair of gloomy eyes staring at him.A shiver ran down his spine and he trembled.He unobtrusively rotated his head towards the direction of the gaze and found that the owner of that intense stare was the man behind Odin.

The warning look the man in black was giving him was enough to prompt a lump in his throat.

When he saw the cold and tense face of the man in black, his heart skipped a beat in fear for his life.

Beads of sweat began to form on his forehead, and a strong sense of oppression was starting to choke him out of breath.

However, it wasn’t the man who was oozing with this feeling of despotism.

It was Odin.

the front of the long conference table,

and bony fingers tapped from time to time as

not loud in the expansive room, but it was as clear as the almost tangible tension that hung in the air.It was as though a hammer was

the anxious situation everybody else was in, there was a crack of

the vibe that Odin was more unpredictable than

incomprehensibility was the source of the pressure—that smile could

brought with me another piece of good

pushed the document to

I’ll take over the Sullivan Group temporarily." Silence

could be heard, but the astonishment was evident on everyone’s face, except for

unfolded the folder and the words

charge of all the decisions regarding all the projects

each other, but no

and both the bright red seal and

Ivan and asked, "Ivan, do you have any

did so, everyone else looked

moment, it seemed that they were looking forward to how

room, Ivan was the one who knew Victor best and was the most qualified

none," Ivan answered and closed the