Captivation: Want Nothing But You
Chapter 129

Captivation Want Nothing But You Chapter 129 by Adolf Dunne

Rachel waited for the pain, but it never came. She frowned in confusion, but she didn't dare openher eyes just yet. Was the seat in front of her so well cushioned that she felt nothing? The only thingshe felt was a cool weight on her forehead. “I'm sorry, I didn’t mean to brake so sharply,” the driverhurriedly apologized. He twisted around in his seat to look back at them. “Mr. Sullivan, Miss Bennet,are you two alright?” Rachel reached out and pressed her hand against the back of the chair. Thenshe slowly opened her eyes. Before her she didn't see the seat, but a hand.

She was frozen in surprise, and before she could react, the hand was pulled away. “We're fine,”Victor said from beside her.

Then it all made sense.

The realization of what had happened suddenly hit her. She finally understood. She hadn't bumpedinto the chair... But into Victor's hand. Had he prevented her from hitting her head? Rachel loweredher gaze and half-hooded her eyes with her lashes. It looked like she was staring down at her feet,but in reality she was looking at Victor out the corner of her eyes.

The traffic light turned green and the driver eased the car forward again. Victor had already settledinto his usual stance, and was facing forward with his normal cold expression. Rachel took theopportunity to study his sculptured face, defined jaw and tall nose. She couldn't help but feel that ifshe were to poke his cheek that her finger would turn to ice. There was absolutely no emotionshown on his face, making it that much more difficult for Rachel to connect with the man who hadjust saved her.

"Stop the car,” Victor suddenly said. Rachel gave a small shake of her head and broke out the slightdaze she'd gone into. She looked out the window to see where they were, and was rather surprisedto replace they were nearly at Sue Garden. She hadn't even noticed how the time had gone.

The driver pulled over as soon as Victor told him to. “Get out the car,” Victor said. “Yes, Mr. Sullivan,”the driver said and obediently began to unfasten his seat belt. He reached for the door handle andtugged it open. Clearly, he thought Victor was talking to him. 2 He'd only opened the door a crackbefore Victor spoke again. “I said get out the car.” But this time, Victor was quite obviously lookingat Rachel. Rachel stared at him. She must be hearing wrong.

To say the least, both Rachel and the driver were rather shocked. But Rachel quickly calmed herselfand kept her expression as neutral as possible. She knew what kind of scum Victor was; she shouldhave expected something like this from him. She didn’t argue or complain though. She remained asobedient and as passive as she'd been the entire day. Without hesitation, she opened the door andgot out. But for some reason, this only irritated Victor more.

He narrowed his eyes and his naturally cold aura became icy. He couldn't believe Rachel hadn't evenasked him why. Did she really not want to know why he had asked her to leave the car?

Why was she in such a hurry to leave in the first place? Was he really that much of a monster? It wasquite a coincidence that he thought that, because Rachel didn't see him as a monster; she saw himas something much worse. “Turn around and drive on,” Victor coldly ordered the driver.

The driver said nothing. A chill suddenly wracked his body, almost like a warning. He didn’t dare askquestions or try and argue. He just did as he was told, turned the car around and drove in the otherdirection. As they sped down the road, Victor kept glancing in the rearview mirror with a dullexpression. They were already quite a distance away, but he could still vaguely see Rachel's figurereflected there. He could see enough to know that she'd taken off the coat, hung it over her arm,and was now casually strolling down the road towards Sue Garden.

“Mr. Sullivan, are we going back to the company?” the driver asked as they approached a fork in theroad. “Go to Crown Club.” : Victor lowered his eyes and looked down at his left hand. It wasn't onlyRachel who couldn't understand why he'd saved her, Victor himself was having trouble figuring outwhy hed done it.

It had been reflex. He had seen her jolt forward and had just stretched out his hand to stop her. Hehad only realized what he had done when he felt the warmth of her forehead in his hand. His fingerswere curled towards his palm as if he could still feel her delicate skin there. He didn’t know what hewas feeling. The sensation was indescribable. But he knew he wanted time to freeze right here, inthis moment.

Suddenly, the sky growled violently above them, Thunder rumbled through the grey clouds in analmost threatening manner. The driver leaned forward to peer up at the sky. It was already dark,close to night. With the addition of the clouds drifting in, it made it look like it was near midnight.“Mr. Sullivan, it looks like it's going to rain,” the driver said. Victor had immediately looked into therearview mirror when he had heard the thunder.

But Rachel was gone. He couldn't see her anymore. The driver hunkered down in his seat in analmost sulky manner. He muttered quietly to himself, “I don’t know if Miss Bennet has reached SueGarden yet. With this rain coming in, I don't think it's safe for her to be out there alone.” Themoment the words left his mouth, he instantly regretted it. There was a chance Victor would thinkhe was scolding him. Victor hated Rachel so much that he had driven her out the car and made herwalk back to Sue Garden...

It was probably a stupid thing for the driver to say what he had. Never before in his life had thedriver wanted to slap himself in the face as badly as he did now. Why hadn't he thought before hehad spoken? The car was eerily silent for a little while. Victor frowned and stared out the window atthe darkening sky. Finally he said, “Call home. Tell them I'm not coming back tonight.” The drivernearly wanted to pass out from relief. He'd been expecting Victor to scold him, but he hadn't.

"Yes, sir,” the driver said, then phoned through to Sue Garden. He didn't have to wait long untilsomeone answered. “Hello, this is Sue Garden. Who's speaking?” “Lukas, it's Issac speaking. I justcalled to tell you that Mr. Sullivan won't be returning tonight.” “Alright,” Lukas said. Before he askedhis next question, the driver looked up into the rearview mirror to try and gauge Victor's mood fromhis expression. In a casual tone he said, “Has Miss Bennet returned yet?

She isn't with Mr. Sullivan.” Lukas eyebrows furrowed in confusion. He had thought that Mr. Sullivanwould surely drive Miss Bennet home since he was the one brought her out. If Miss Bennet wascoming back alone tonight, did that mean... Had something happened between the two of themduring the day?

Lukas glanced at the steadily worsening weather. The thunder was booming all around the buildingnow, and he could feel the temperature starting to drop. Miss Bennet was not safe out there on herown. He couldn't help but feel worried. “Miss Bennet...” he muttered to himself, as if saying hername would help to keep her safe. Suddenly, the doorbell outside Sue Garden rang. Lukas turned toone of the servants and sent her to check who it was. A few moments later, the servant returned.“It's Miss Bennet,” she said, her eyes wide.

"Go get an umbrella and pick her up.” Lukas completely forget he was still on the line. He wasn'tthinking properly at the moment. The servant nodded, grabbed an umbrella and trotted out tomeet Rachel. Lukas was still on call when he'd spoken to the servant. The driver had heard everyword. The cold, brooding atmosphere in the car immediately lifted. The driver breathed a heavy sighof relief when he finally heard Lukas say, “Issac, Miss Bennet just got back.”

“That's good,” the driver answered then hung up the call. Issac lowered his eyes from the rearviewmirror and concentrated on the road ahead of him. Mr. Sullivan was such a tough man to read, andhe kept his emotions so well hidden that it was nearly impossible to know what he was thinking. Butit was obvious from his actions that he cared for Rachel.

And the driver knew Victor well enough to know that he hadn't called the Sue Garden just to tellLukas that he wouldn't be returning; it had been to check if Rachel had got back safely.