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?!"

disbelief.She quickly drew her

of the bottle of the iodine

little pale and

liquid dripped down slowly, staining

"Keep going."

all he

Rachel's burdens, Victor

pressed her lips

the small bottle in her

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

applied the ointment at the edge of

an anti-inflammatory

face.He could see her drooping eyelashes as though they fluttered like butterflies.He watched as Rachel frowned, trying hard not to touch

scent coming from

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

stronger

a strapless gown was driving

soft, delicate neckline

veins were showing plainly, tempting people

felt that Victor was looking at her, so

hypnotized look and feeling the lust in his

stopped applying the ointment and

making her want to stand

everything was

suddenly seized her wrist and drew her closer to

his sanity had finally

called out, his voice

when she noticed the patch on the

me," she said

his hand was strangely hot and

Victor didn't listen and continued to hold her

he must've lost

raised his other hand to caress

her head to avoid

forget what you said!" she yelled and

froze and his

were echoing in his mind, making

matter how much he tried to fight it, his body kept telling him that he wanted to take Rachel and make her

and he was willing to go to

"Rachel, I regret it..."

cupped Rachel's chin, forcing her to look at

thumb on her soft, pink lips and said, "f thought I could do it,

Rachel glared at him.

never in her