Captivation: Want Nothing But You Chapter 10 by Adolf Dunne. Rachel was led into a room, where Eva asked her to take a seat and began applying makeup on her face and doing her hair. When she was done, it was already six o’clock in the evening. Rachel had no idea what Victor wanted from her. All she could do was sit and wait. There was a knock on the door and Eva walked over to open it. Rachel was sitting with her back to the door, but through the mirror she could see the two men who brought her here standing on the doorway. “It’s time,” one of the men said curtly. “She will be ready in a few minutes,” Eva nodded. Rachel drummed her fingers on the table as Eva closed the door and came over. “Miss Bennet, time to change into your outfit for the night. Rachel turned to Eva blinking in astonishment. “Who asked you to dress me up?”. “Mr. Sullivan, of course,” Eva said, her polite yet weirdly unsettling smile never leaving her lips. “Do you know why?” Rachel was desperate for the slightest piece of information about what Victor had in store for her. Eva averted her gaze and made sweeping gesture. “The staff here respects the customers’ privacy. Rachel looked at Eva searchingly for a while longer, then stood up and walked towards the fitting room. A single dress was hanging inside. Rachel’s eyes hardened at the sight of it, her expression inscrutable. She stayed there, staring at the dress for a few moments. It was all clear now, what Victor wanted from her. This flimsy piece of clothing was all the proof she needed. Eva’s voice came from behind her. “Mr. Sullivan asked me to pass on a message. He wanted you to know that your lawyer’s firm doesn’t have a license. He also wanted me to tell you that he wouldn’t mind informing the authorities on your behalf. Rachel’s heart almost stopped beating. She had really underestimated Victor. How on earth did he find out so many things about Andy in such a short time?. His message was clearly a threat. If she didn’t go along with his plans, Victor would make sure that Andy paid the price. Not to mention that Rachel would have trouble with the will. She co uld end up losing her inheritance. Which meant she was at Vi ctor’s mercy

Rachel gritted her teeth as she looked up at the hateful dress. Clenching her fists, she said in a low voice, “I’ll put it on. “You have five m inutes,” Eva rem inded her kindly. As night fell, the wild side of the city began to stir. The Crown Club was one of the most exclusive establishments, frequen ted only by the elite of the city. The building had 33 floors in total. The lobby was on the first floor. The upper floors held a rustic coffee sho p, a restaurant, a cozy jazz bar, an arcade, a casino and a disco, each establishment taking up an entire floor. The remaining floors held private rooms, suites to be precise, reserved only for the club’s most loyal clients. The club was the embodiment of the city’s elegance and ext ravagance, which meant that most people would live their w hole lives right next to it and never see the inside of it. In a private room on the third floor, a waiter knocked on the door twice b efore cautiously walking inside carrying a decanter of red wine. He bowed i n respect and started pouring the red liquid into elegant, crystal goblets. “Mr. Sullivan, you broke the rules. We agreed that everyone should bring a date, but you’re the o nly one here without a date,” said the middle-aged man sitting on the other side of the sofa. He had his arm around the waist of a cute blonde girl as he accepted a glass of wine from the waiter. The man t ook a sip of his d . rink and went on. “You are ruining our fun, you know. I might start thinking that you are not a man of your wo rd and that’d be a bad start for our business dealings. At these words, Ivan , who was standing by the door, looked up. The man that spoke was a renowned busin essman, one that Victor wanted to work w ith. He was also the host of this party. This business deal was critical to the Sullivan Group’s profit from th e next quarter of the year. It was a project that would cost billions of dollars of investment, so Victor had to attend the party in person. Ivan’s eyes n ever left the businessman. So arrogant! Even if the Sullivan Gr oup was in search of investors, this man’s company wasn’t the only choice. The fact that Sullivan Group’s searching for new investors didn’t necessarily g ive the man the right to be arrogant in front of Victor. If Victor wanted to, h e could destroy this man, as he had the might of the Sullivan Group behind him. Leaning against the sofa, Victor stayed comple tely expressionless, ignoring the provocation. He sipped his wine, looking completely at ease. The businessman’s face darke ned when he saw that his wor ds had no effect whatsoever. It seemed that V ictor didn’t tak e him seriously! . He had never been treated like this before. Other companies always begge d for a chance to cooperate with him! . “Don’t you agree, Mr. Sullivan? ” The businessman huffed, unabl e to hold his temper any longer

Victor lowered his glass and loo ked at the man. “Mr. Guzman, you are too impatient,” he drawled. Trevor Guzman nar rowed his eyes bu t remained silent. Taking a look at the message he had just r eceived, Ivan strode to Victor’s side and w hispered in his ear. “Ms. Bennet is ready. Something sinister flashed in Victor’s eyes. He smiled and announced, “Mr. Guzman, why don’t w e take it up a notch? Spice up the game a bit. “Spice it up, y ou say?” . “Well, switching dates would do the trick, don’t you agree?” As soon as Victor finished his sentence, the door opened and a waiter came in, followed by Rachel. The waiter bowed and left the room, cl osing the door behind him. As Rachel e ntered, she heard what Victor had said. Trevor turned to look at Rachel an d his eyes lit up. Even in the dim lighting, the elegance and poise emanating from Rach el was obvious. Her elfin face and the way her dress hugged her figu re made her look sexy in the classiest way possible. Trevor was lost. Trevor’s gaze became m ore and more intense a s he stared at Rachel. “Who are you?” Trevor asked in a hoarse voi ce and swallowed hard. Rachel felt uneasy under Trevor’s o bvious attention and couldn’t stop t he disgust that flashed in her eyes. Victor didn’t even turn to look at Rachel. When he saw Trevor’s expression , he put his goblet on the table and put on a broad smile. “This is my date for tonight, Mr. Guzman. Now, what do you say? Shall we change the rules?” . Trevor grinned from ear to ear and immed iately agreed. “Absolutely! What a wonde rful idea! It will be fun! Let’s do it!” . Trevor had seen a lot of beautiful women in his life, but that woman b efore him was really something else. At the thought of this bea uty within his grasp, he co uld barely control himself. Trevor pushed his own date into Victor’s ar ms without hesitation. The girl didn’t expect this so she staggered for several ste ps. She was going to fall straight onto Victor’s lap, and she couldn’t do anything to stop it. She just stared helplessly. When she saw Victor’s handsome fa ce, though, she really wished he w ould catch her in his strong arms