Tangled in His Obsession (Seraphina)

Chatper 441

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.

over for a taste of the season’s first persimmons. She hollered back an affirmative, put her phone down, and prepared to head out. But as she opened her door,

she locked eyes with Leandro’s

well, Mr. Reynolds,

stare, simply asked, “Where are you off to?”

you?” Seraphina

like a solid barrier

avail, her irritation mounting until

of moving him, her hand slipped, and she tumbled into his arms, which closed snugly

demanded, struggling to break free.

forward into the apartment and shut the door

bodyguards tactfully

emerged, gave him a sharp pinch,

Seraphina’s house, she resisted Leandro’s hold with persistent defiance, even as her wrists were secured behind her back.

seem to have quite the grudge, huh?”

if my life or death has anything to do with you…” Seraphina replied. “And as for my grudge, Mr. Reynolds, that’s

shins, but he anticipated it, capturing her

awkward tangle

still glaring

unfazed by her glare, slowly began to loosen

“What are you

action, using his tie to

“It’s illegal! You really think I

her hands, he flipped her over, easily pinning her flailing legs, and then cupped her

Patrick, and I doubt

spat

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