Captivation: Want Nothing But You novel Chapter 153

Captivation Want Nothing But You Chapter 153 by Adolf Dunne

Carson stood upright. He had a smile on his face. It appeared as if nothing had happened. “Miss Bennet, do you still want to leave now?” But there was something about the tone with which he spoke. It was somewhat threatening! Rachel clenched her fists tightly while staring at the man for a long time. She cursed him incessantly in her heart. Notwithstanding, plans were being put in place with respect to leaving the city.

Hence, it became necessary to avoid any trouble at the moment. Therefore, she was left with no choice but to hold back her anger. Any other action would have been counteractive. “What do you want to do, Mr. Scott?” Carson grinned satisfactorily. Thereafter, he raised his hand in an attempt to place it on her shoulder again. However, before he could do so, someone else cast a penetrating gaze directly into his eyes.

For a moment, he even thought that the person wouldn’t hesitate to break his arm the second it touched her! Apart from that, Carson clearly felt something on his waist. When he took a look, it was a silver object. He was caught unaware! Rachel held a corkscrew and the tip was pressed against him. “Miss Bennet, do you really want to play it the hard way?” He squinted. Rachel looked up and blinked. She had a pair of bright eyes which gave people a feeling of innocence and harmlessness.

“If you don’t know how to control your own hands, I don’t mind teaching you!” Carson was lost for words. The corners of his mouth twitched. How could Victor and Rachel be so cruel? It seemed like both of them were made for each other. Before she could react, Carson pressed her wrist with his thumb.

Feeling that her hand suddenly went numb, Rachel immediately dropped the corkscrew in her hand and Carson grabbed it in an instant. “Girls ought to behave in a gentler manner!” Carson grinned before throwing the corkscrew backwards. His aim was really accurate. The object fell into the waiter’s hand. Rachel was quite astounded. Carson made a gesture which signified, ‘Please.’ Then he said to her, “Miss Bennet, take a seat.”

As soon as she had recovered from the pain and astonishment, Rachel frowned slightly while looking at him from head to toe. Nonetheless, Carson still looked cynical and dandiacal. It was hard to imagine how skillful the man was when he took away the corkscrew just now. Immediately she took a seat, everyone’s eyes were fixed on her.

Alicia bit her lower lip. Tonight was supposed to be about her. But it had taken a different turn since Rachel appeared. Somehow everybody’s attention had been diverted.

The feeling of abandonment grew crazily in her heart like weeds. She gulped down some wine and slammed the glass on the table.

The crisp sound attracted everyone’s attention. The burning anger in Alicia’s eyes was very evident. She stared at Rachel fiercely. “It’s boring to just drink like this. How about we play a game to kill time and have fun?” Of course, Rachel noticed the way that Alicia looked at her. She thought the hatred those eyes emitted were capable of killing someone, if indeed anger could hurt. Carson was thrilled by the idea of playing a game.

So he declared his interest. “Count me in.” Immediately she witnessed his agreement, Rachel subconsciously felt that he must be thinking of some bad idea. She looked up at him and gnashed her teeth. Perhaps it was due to the fact that she had been tricked by Carson on several occasions “But, what game do you want us to play exactly?” Someone asked her. But before Alicia gave an answer, Carson leaned back lazily. “How about truth or dare?”

he asked. “That sounds good to me!” Looking straight at Rachel, Alicia asked her, “Even if you won’t do alcohol, can you at least play games?” She no longer hid her hostility towards Rachel. Therefore, it became obvious to the people present. “Of course you can! Right? I don’t think Miss Bennet is a killjoy.”

The cards were soon unfolded and everyone present was allowed to draw freely. Taking a look at his card, Carson lazily put his long arm on the back of the sofa, lifted his lips and said, “There is only one king of hearts. Whoever gets it will be the winner. He or she can assign anyone to carry out a single task.” In no time, everyone drew theirs until it became Rachel’s turn. But then, there were only two cards left. Rachel raised her eyebrows and she took one without hesitation. “What!

But, to be blunt, Victor was nothing but a bastard son of another rich man! However, the bastard they looked down upon had transformed into the leader of the Sullivan Group. A single order from him could make them lose every means of survival in Apliaria.