Tangled in His Obsession (Seraphina)

Chapter 467

Leandro pressed closer to Seraphina, his voice a low murmur. “You’ve been fussing over everyone else all night, busy with this and that. Isn’t it about time I got my turn?”

Seraphina couldn’t help but let out a chuckle at his words.

Ever since Leandro had been home resting, she hadn’t had much going on herself. So, naturally, when presented with a rare gathering, she was eager to catch up on all the juicy gossip.

She had thought it was just normal socializing, but even that seemed too much for her man.

She snorted, “Haven’t I been worried sick about you all this time? Haven’t I been revolving around you like the earth around the sun? Where’s your gratitude?”

“Mhm,” Leandro grunted in response, “Then tonight, it’s my turn to revolve around you.”

“Hey” Seraphina’s protest came too late. Concerned for his health, she was reluctant; yet it was that very concern which prevented her from putting up a strong resistance.

She was torn, which was not the way Leandro liked things at all.

possessed, he wouldn’t allow her to be

Seraphina, a

felt like she was being spoiled rotten

had been living the high life at home, doing nothing, and by association, so had she. Like a pampered housecat, she’d lost all her sharpness, fearing that her

was time to take their son, Valerio, to school, she found herself lazing in bed, unable to muster the will to rise. And Leandro wasn’t faring much better-when she nudged the responsibility of school drop-off onto him, he stayed put as

several times, to no avail, ultimately leaving for school with the driver. The result was a

his parents. With her face in her hands, Seraphina listened to her son’s complaints and immediately pointed the finger at the main culprit. “It’s all your

turned his gaze to Leandro.

lifted his eyes, gazing back calmly, offering

dare push too far and turned back

help but chuckle, looking

“Why aren’t

turning his back to them, sulking

wrong,” Seraphina quickly moved to hug

day. If not me, then your dad, or…

away, only softening after a moment. “What about dad?”