Tangled in His Obsession (Seraphina)

Chapter 441

On a mundane Tuesday, after dropping her son Valerio off at school, Seraphina lounged on the couch, idly scrolling through her phone until she landed on Leandro’s WhatsApp chat.

Their last exchange was still the video call they had on the day Seraphina bumped into Patrick at the airport.

The following day, the tabloids. were abuzz with her scandal with Patrick, and since then, that chat page had remained untouched.

Staring at Leandro’s name for a moment, Seraphina tapped on the payment feature and typed in an amount: $1,000. She sent the transfer, but the screen showed no change.

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Five minutes later, she picked up her phone again, the screen unaltered.

So, she initiated another transfer, sending another $1,000 his way.

Still, no response.

Almost mechanically, she hit the transfer button repeatedly, sending a string of identical amounts until a system alert popped up, notifying her that she’d exceeded the daily transaction limit.

Scrolling up, she counted twenty messages sent, with no reaction from Leandro.

Twenty minutes later, she sent a message – [I was testing my transfer limits. Now you can give my money back.”

Not long after, she received a notification from Keen-four transfers of $5,000 each, precisely the sum she’d sent to Leandro.

Quickly switching back to Leandro’s chat, it remained as static as before.

Playing hard to get, huh? Biting her lip in frustration, Seraphina was ready to drop the issue.

for a taste of the season’s first persimmons. She hollered back an affirmative,

she locked eyes with

With a mocking sneer, she quipped, “Well, well, Mr. Reynolds, this is a rare honor.

by her challenging stare, simply

you?” Seraphina retorted, pushing against him.

almost like a solid barrier

no avail, her irritation mounting

she tumbled into his arms, which closed snugly

go!” she demanded, struggling

stepped forward into the apartment and

the bodyguards tactfully averted

his doorstep, hesitated about calling Leandro over for persimmons, but then his wife emerged, gave him a sharp pinch, and chided him for his nosiness. Then, she dragged

Leandro’s hold with persistent defiance, even as her wrists were secured behind her back. She glared up at him, chin tilted in challenge.

have quite the grudge, huh?” Leandro commented

Mr. Reynolds, that’s none of your business. Now let me go!” Instead of complying,

kick at his shins, but he anticipated it, capturing her knee and hoisting her leg over

he maintained their awkward tangle and tossed her

still glaring daggers at him.

unfazed by her glare, slowly began to loosen his

eyes widened. “What are you doing?”

using his tie to bind her hands

is domestic violence!” Seraphina exclaimed. “It’s illegal! You really think I

had secured her hands, he flipped her over, easily pinning her flailing legs, and then cupped her face in

about you and Patrick, and I

spat out.