Captivation: Want Nothing But You novel Chapter 92

Rachel was shocked.She couldn't believe he'd seen her so easily.She didn't know what to say.She was torn between so many different emotions.

"What are you doing in here?" Victor asked in a deep voice.

"Enjoy the moonlight," Rachel said calmly.

She stood up to face him, hiding the bread and milk behind her back.

Victor stared at her expressionlessly for moment, then he narrowed his eyes as he said, "Show me what you have."

Rachel furrowed her brows in mock confusion, trying to pretend she had no idea what he was talking about.

"What do you mean?"

She even managed to make herself sound surprised.

"I don't have anything."

"You have three seconds to show me," Victor said in a voice so completely devoid of emotion that it was oppressive.

Rachel suppressed a shiver, and it wasn't just from the cold night air.

However, she didn't say anything.She just stared right back at him.

Victor's already dark eyes darkened even further, making them look like endless black pools.

"Three," he said, starting to count.

"Okay fine.Here," Rachel said in exasperation.

She took a deep breath and held the bread and milk out to him.

It was useless to try and hide anything from him, especially when he already knew something was amiss.

The hard, cold expression on his face softened slightly when he saw the food.

Bread and milk? Why had she snuck out here at this time of night just to steal bread and milk? Victor looked between her and the food.

He narrowed his eyes in suspicion and said, "Rachel, what are you up to? What kind of game are you playing at?"

Game? His callous comment made Rachel angry.

"Believe it or not, I just came here to get bread and milk."

She stared bravely up at him as she spoke.She could see by the look on his face that he was suspicious.

He thought she'd stolen something else, like a damn thief.

Without another word, she turned around and left.

Victor glared at her retreating back, then down at the bread and milk in his hands.

His expression darkened.

Olivia knew when Victor would return home.She'd rushed over to greet him, and had been just a minute too slow to intervene in the interaction between Victor and Rachel.

But she had heard most of their conversation.

"Mr.Sullivan, I'm so sorry about this.This is my fault.I didn't have anyone stationed to guard the kitchen.I didn't think she'd sneak in and try to steal food.I-"

Olivia immediately fell silent when Victor looked up at her with a murderous expression.

"You didn't let her eat anything?" he said almost too calmly.

Olivia blinked in shock.

What Victor said was true.

She hadn't allowed Rachel to eat the entire day, and she'd withheld her dinner from her as a punishment.But she couldn't admit that to Victor.

If he knew what she'd done, he would show her no mercy.

Olivia immediately knelt down in front of him.

In a trembling voice she said, "Mr.Sullivan, please don't misunderstand.I would never do such a thing.You told me to treat Rachel like a servant, but I still care about the baby.I didn't let her do any heavy lifting, and I most certainly wouldn't have starved her!"

Olivia paused, trying to come up with something else to say to make him believe her.

"If you don't believe me, Mr.Sullivan, you are welcome to ask the others.The last thing I'd want to do is starve her."

She was convincing enough that Victor believed her.

The blood that had been rushing furiously through Victor's veins from his earlier anger began to calm.

His breathing evened out and he relaxed.

Without a second thought, he threw the bread and milk on the ground.  So Rachel had just been pretending.

She'd made sure he'd find her, clutching the bread and milk like she'd been starved.

She'd obviously wanted nothing more than to garner his pity.

Victor's eyes were glittering with malicious intent now as he stepped forward.

He stomped on the bread as he walked in the direction in which Rachel had gone.

When she returned to her room, Rachel drank two glasses of warm water to try and ease her hunger somewhat.

After she'd drained the last drop of her second drink, she stared at the glass until her eyes unfocused and she became lost in thought.

She had to buy food.

Without proper sustenance, she wouldn't last a week under the workload Olivia had given her.

Suddenly, the door to her room slammed open.

Rachel snapped towards the sound, immediately preparing herself for the worst.

It was Victor, and judging by the look on his face and the way he was walking, he was angry.

‘'Seriously? Is this man really this angry about me stealing some bread and milk?’' Rachel watched as he approached.