Captivation: Want Nothing But You

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Alice was wearing a tight, red dress, standing gracefully at the door and smiling, "Hello, Ivan."
Upon seeing her, Carson raised his eyebrows and said, "Mr.Sullivan, you lost."
Right after he said that, Carson pored another glass of red wine for Victor.
A wicked smile appeared on his lips as he thought, 'Well, you're the one who wants to threatenby using my father.This is just
karma.My father is eager to have a grandson, but I have no interest in getting married.'
Carson didn't stop pouring the wine until sof it spilled out.His revenge on Victor was so obvious.
Ivan made way for Alice.
While holding a stack of documents, she locked her eyes on Victor.
"Mr.Sullivan," Alice greeted shyly.
"How did you know I was here?"
Victor asked while glancing at her from the corner of his eye.
"Um... I actually didn't know.I'm here for Mr.Scott," Alice answered with a pale face.
Carson's eyes widened in disbelief as he straightened himself up.
"You're looking for me?" Alice swallowed and nodded.
Victor straightened his legs, pushed the wine glass towards Carson, and gloated, "It's tto uphold the bet."
Carson's lips twitched.
"Why are you looking for me? Don't tellyou're attracted to me! I'm not interested in you!"
He just declared in public that he wasn't interested in Alice, and it made her feel a bit embarrassed.
She tightened her grip on the documents, and said, "Mr.Scott, you misunderstood my intention.I just went here to bring in
documents that need your signature and acknowledgement."
Upon hearing that, Carson sneered.

"You're just askingfor my signature? What kind of document needs to be signed at this tof day? Alice, are you using the
pretext of needing my signature as an excuse to look for Victor?"
He and Victor were best friends, but they were also business partners.
It was normal for Carson to sign sdocuments for the Sullivan Group when the need arose.
But this was the first tthat Alice chere to look for him at this tof the night.
Naturally, he would be suspicious of this action.
And of course, Alice chere with the knowledge that Victor was going to be here with Carson.
She didn't have the right to know Victor's schedule, but knowing Carson's playboy attitude, it was easy to figure out his
whereabouts with the help of her connections.
Her little secret was exposed, so Alice blushed in embarrassment.
Fortunately, the room was a bit dim, so her red cheeks were practically invisible to the naked eye.
"Of course not," she denied.
"This document is urgent, and it is of utmost importance.I'm worried that my subordinate might mess it up, so I chere in

person to ask for your signature, Mr.Scott."
Realizing that he had lost the bet, Carson pursed his lips and reached his hand out to Alice.
"Well, givethe documents then."
Not long after, he signed his non all the places needed and handed the documents back to her.
"It's been signed.You can leave now."
Alice took the documents and pursed her lips.
It had taken her a long tto find Victor.
Since she couldn't get a hold of him during work, she wasn't going to let this opportunity pass.

‘'Am I really going to this?’' Alice looked down at the glass on the table and braced herself.
"Mr.Scott, I heard that you have a bit of knowledge regarding cocktails.I've actually learned a cocktail mix a few days ago.Would
you be so kind as to givesadvice?"
In his twenty-six years of living, Carson only liked two things.
One was beauty, and the other was liquor, especially ty cocktails.
"Oh, you know how to make cocktails, do you?"
"A little bit, yes," said Alice.
"Why don't you make one for us then?" Carson smiled, pressing the bell to call one of the waiters outside.
He then asked them to bring in singredients and tools for Alice to make cocktails.
In truth, Alice didn't know how to make them. It was just that she was reluctant to leave because she still hadn't spoken to Victor.
Moments later, the tools for making cocktails were ready.
Alice walked to the bar counter and began to make a cocktail on the fly.
A few minutes later, she managed to make two glasses.
Under the dim light, she glanced at Victor.
From the moment Alice cin, he didn't even cast her a glance.
Alice tightened her grip on the cocktail shot glasses, and her eyes dimmed as if she had made up her mind while walking over to
them.
"Mr.Scott, Mr.Sullivan, please, have a taste."
Carson smiled, raised his eyebrows, and turned to Victor.
"Mr.Sullivan, why don't you try it first?"
"I'm not a fan of cocktails,"

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Victor said indifferently as he raised a glass of red wine and took a sip.
Alice had been looking at him expectantly.
When she heard what he said, she bit her lip in disappointment.
After hearing his friend's response, Carson let out a sigh.
He wasn't surprise by Victor's indifferent response though.
Casting that thought aside, he raised his glass of cocktail and took a sip.
Judging by the look on his face, he was not at all impressed.

"You call this a cocktail?" he asked.
"Mr.Scott..."
"Anyone can make a cocktail better than the one you just made! It would be a mighty waste of tto drink the cocktails you
make."
Carson didn't mince with his words.He showed Alice no mercy.
At this time, she could no longer maintain her smile.
Carson snorted, "Allowto show you what I can do! Lettell you something, Alice.You should feel grateful that you've been
given the chance to drink sof my cocktails."
Right after he finished talking, he stood up along with the beautiful woman, his arm still around her waist.He then walked towards
the bar counter.
Since the topic was now shifted to cocktails, Alice stuck around.
Several minutes later, Carson made different kinds of cocktails and even compelled Victor to drink them.
Victor had already finished almost a bottle of red wine, and now he was made to drink cocktails, so it was understandable that he
was inebriated.

Carson also drank a ton.
Whenever he was this drunk, his libido was at its peak.
He put his arm around his female companion's waist as they left for the hotel room he just booked.
"Ivan, go start the car and drivehome." Victor's voice was a bit hoarse because he was drunk.
Ivan nodded.
He looked at Alice, hesitating for a moment before he left the room.
Seconds later, the door of the private room closed.
Alice, who had been lying on the sofa pretending to be drunk, suddenly woke up, and looked at Victor.
His elbow was on top of the sofa's armrest, and he was massaging his temples.
Currently, he was half-sitting, and half lying down with his eyes closed.
He was wearing a black shirt with the two top buttons undone.
His masculine collarbone and pecs were vaguely visible.
His sleeves were rolled up, revealing his brown skin.
His biceps were well-toned as he leaned against the sofa's armrest.
At this moment, he looked so muscular and sexy.
Alice's face turned red by just seeing Victor like that.
She then plucked up her courage, stood up, and approached him.
"Mr.Sullivan," she called out gently.
He didn't respond to her.
Because of that, Alice held her breath.She looked at his lips and slowly leaned closer towards him.

"Alice, you're tired of living, aren't you?"
All of a sudden, Victor opened his eyes and grabbed her neck.
A few seconds later, he got up and tossed her to the ground.
Alice's eyes widened in horror.
She didn't expect that he wasn't really as intoxicated.
Accidentally, she knocked down the wine glass on the table, and it fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.
"Mr.Sullivan, I'm so sorry! I... I didn't mean to do it.I was drunk," Alice stammered.