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?!"

drew her hand back

bottle of the iodine solution

a little pale and he

reddish-brown liquid dripped down slowly, staining the

"Keep going."

all

Rachel's burdens, Victor disinfected the

her lips together in

tightened, staring at the small

have known that Victor was a lunatic, but she didn't expect him to be so reckless when it came to himself.She placed the bottle on the table and sighed deeply.She thought she had to work quickly to prevent

ointment at the edge

an anti-inflammatory

drooping eyelashes as though they fluttered like butterflies.He

faint scent coming from Rachel's body lingered on Victor's

impulse, which had been temporarily suppressed by the pain he was feeling, abruptly gushed out, and his throat became dry.He had the

growing stronger and

in a strapless gown was

see Rachel's soft, delicate neckline

showing plainly,

was looking at her, so

and feeling the lust in

applying the ointment and maintained eye contact

triggered her, making her

everything was too

suddenly seized her wrist and

thread of his sanity had finally

called out,

she noticed the patch on the back of his hand,

go of me," she said in a demanding

his hand was strangely hot and

and continued to hold

must've lost

his other hand

head

what you said!" she yelled and gritted

hand froze and his

words were echoing in his mind, making

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

his side, and he was willing to

"Rachel, I regret it..."

Rachel's chin, forcing

on her soft, pink lips and said, "f thought

Rachel glared at him.

was never in