Captivation: Want Nothing But You

Victor held out his hand, looking at Rachel intently.

The sofa was slightly higher than the coffee table, so Rachel had to sit at the edge to take a look at his wound.She held Victor's hand and examined the abrasion on the back of it.She used great force when she cut the back of his hand, so the wound was deep.She lowered her gaze and wiped the blood off with a cotton swab.

"It's going to hurt," Rachel said.

She wanted Victor to brace himself at least.She then proceeded to pour one cap of antiseptic straight over his hand.

When the solution came into contact with the wound, Rachel's eye twitched as if she was the one in pain.

She instinctively looked up at Victor, only to find that he was looking stoic.

He didn't even blink once, as if he couldn't feel the pain at all.

If Rachel hadn't experienced the pain when the antiseptic was flowing over her wound, she would have wondered if it didn’t hurt at all.

Rachel hastily averted her gaze, cleaned off the gash with a cotton ball, and placed a patch on Victor's wound.

Now that she was done treating the back of his hand, she was going to deal with the wounds on his arm.

Rachel felt terrible.His arm suffered more severely.

His whole limb was covered in blood.

Rachel was unsure whether or not to treat his wounded arm.

She was afraid that if she didn't handle it right, she'd end up killing Victor.

"Are you scared?"

Noticing that Rachel stopped moving, Victor spoke in a low voice.He could tell what she was thinking.

Rachel glanced at him quietly.She grabbed a cotton swab and some iodine solution again but didn't know where to start.

Victor blocked the vase with his arm.

When the vase collided with his body, it shattered immediately.

The tiny broken fragments caused several small cuts and the huge fragments sliced his arm open.

There were also bruises on the side of his arm that weren't penetrated by the impact.

The vase was completely aimed to kill Victor.

Rachel considered whether it was safe to fill another cap with antiseptic and pour it over Victor's wounded arm.

However, before she could decide, he abruptly grabbed her wrist and pulled her closer.

In an instant, the disinfectant washed all over his laceration.

"Are you crazy?!"

eyes widened in disbelief.She quickly drew her

of the iodine solution

a little pale and he slightly frowned, but

reddish-brown liquid dripped down slowly, staining the

"Keep going."

all

burdens, Victor disinfected

pressed her lips

the small bottle

him to be so reckless when it came to himself.She placed the bottle on

so, Rachel bent down and carefully applied the ointment at

was an anti-inflammatory

close to him, Victor couldn't help but stare at her beautiful face.He could see her drooping eyelashes as though they fluttered like butterflies.He watched as

a faint scent coming from Rachel's body lingered

suppressed by the pain he was feeling, abruptly gushed out, and his throat became dry.He had the urge to kiss

impulse was growing stronger and stronger by the

in a strapless gown was driving him

see Rachel's soft, delicate neckline

plainly,

her, so she raised her head and instantly met

his hypnotized look and

stopped applying the ointment and maintained eye contact

strong sense of crisis triggered her, making her want to stand

was

wrist and drew her closer

of his sanity had

called out, his voice

grip, but when she noticed the patch on the back of his hand,

she

his hand was strangely hot and it bothered

didn't listen and

thought he must've lost his

he raised his other hand

head to avoid Victor's

forget what you said!" she yelled and

froze and his eyes

echoing in his

how much he tried to fight it, his body kept telling him that he wanted to

he was willing to go to any length to achieve this, even if it meant locking her

"Rachel, I regret it..."

forcing her to look at

said, "f thought I could do it, but I was

Rachel glared at him.

never