Tangled in His Obsession (Seraphina)

That night, Bowen should have been the busiest groom alive, bustling with the fervor of the grand reception. Yet, the moment Leandro and Seraphina made their entrance, the smile that once graced his face vanished, never to return.

Even as he occasionally exchanged pleasantries with the arriving guests, his laughter was faint, his eyes betraying a stormy gloom.

Before long, Bowen had slipped away from the entrance of the grand hall.

Simon Martin, mingling among the guests, keenly sensed Bowen’s absence. He promptly sent his assistant, Isaac, on a search mission.

Isaac scoured the place without any luck. Eventually, he knocked on the bridal suite, only to find Tania primping in front of a mirror, surrounded by a gaggle of bridesmaids, all immersed in merry banter.

The sudden appearance of Simon’s aide startled Tania, “What brings you here? Is something wrong?”

“Nothing, nothing at all,” Isaac stammered, “I just came to see if you were ready, miss. I won’t disturb you ladies further.”

Knowing Tania’s inability to keep things under wraps, Isaac dared not divulge Bowen’s disappearance, fearing the chaos it might unleash. So, with a polite nod, he closed the door and retreated.

Just around the corner, Isaac nearly collided with Andrea. He hesitated for a split second before greeting her, “Miss Martin.”

Andrea simply nodded, “What are you doing here?”

Isaac furrowed his brow slightly and decided to speak up, “Miss, have you seen Mr. Smith?”

Andrea shook her head, asking, “He’s missing?”

“He was just at the entrance, welcoming guests,” explained Isaac. “He seemed to leave the banquet hall, and Mr. Martin sent me looking for him.”

Andrea showed little reaction, merely responding, “Carry on, then.”

With a quick acknowledgment, Isaac hurried off.

Andrea lingered, but then turned and stepped back into the banquet hall.

lavish spread of a hundred tables, Andrea walked straight to the front, where indeed, she found Leandro and Seraphina at the third

around her, and

joined her away from the crowd, “Your dress is a hit

was hardly concerned with compliments, “Did you

I miss him?” Seraphina replied, adjusting

to him?” Andrea inquired in a

this, Seraphina couldn’t suppress a giggle,

scanned the room and indeed noticed the Martin family in a state of subtle disarray,

this day; do they really think he’d

you told him,” Andrea

“Whatever I

Simon rushed past, accompanied by an assistant. Seraphina

disappear, Seraphina

arrived at a room guarded

Isaac greeted

simply nodded, eyeing the door behind him, “Did you

inside,” Isaac informed

the room’s soundproof walls concealing any conversation within. Yet, she

his tuxedo disheveled, collar unbuttoned, sat slouched in an armchair, a cigarette dangling from his lips. His mind was haunted by the images he had seen on

him, rage and desire erupted

to conceive until everything settled. But that one careless moment led to this—she could indeed be

Sandra was pregnant, the irony was too

he had sought to take Leandro’s son as a pawn against the Reynolds; now, it was his own flesh and blood

the most pressing

would she protect the child, survive the

cared, yet the thoughts tormented

at the door,

eyes fixed outside, unseeing,

all you’ve got?” Simon’s voice was calm but frosty, “A few simple words from a woman can