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.

hollered back an

she locked eyes with Leandro’s unfathomable gaze.

showed up? With a mocking sneer, she quipped, “Well, well, Mr. Reynolds, this

simply asked, “Where

you?” Seraphina retorted, pushing against

almost like a solid barrier in her

irritation mounting until she made one last, desperate shove.

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

she demanded, struggling to break free.

the apartment and shut the door with a decisive “thud.”

bodyguards tactfully averted their eyes.

his wife emerged, gave him a sharp pinch, and chided him for his nosiness. Then,

even as her wrists were secured behind her back. She glared up

to have quite the grudge, huh?” Leandro

replied. “And as for my grudge, Mr. Reynolds, that’s none of your business. Now let me go!” Instead of complying, he pulled her closer into

but he anticipated it, capturing her knee

their awkward

she snapped, still glaring daggers

slowly began to loosen

eyes widened. “What

answered with action, using his tie to bind her

You really think I

flipped her over, easily pinning her flailing legs, and then

I doubt any judge would blame me,”

she spat

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