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.

to the front, where indeed, she found Leandro and Seraphina at the third

around her, and

away from the crowd, “Your

Andrea was hardly concerned with compliments, “Did you see Bowen

miss him?” Seraphina replied,

Andrea inquired in a low

couldn’t suppress a giggle,

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

“Why all the fuss? He’s waited so long for this

on what you told

again, eyeing Andrea, “Whatever

by an assistant. Seraphina nudged Andrea, who followed Simon’s

Andrea disappear, Seraphina turned back

Andrea and Simon arrived at a room guarded

Martin,” Isaac

nodded, eyeing the door behind him, “Did

inside,” Isaac informed

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

his tuxedo disheveled, collar unbuttoned, sat slouched in an armchair, a cigarette dangling from his lips. His mind was haunted by

betrayed him, rage and desire erupted unchecked, and

he had not intended for her to conceive until everything settled. But that one

was pregnant, the

pawn against the Reynolds; now, it was his own flesh and blood in

most

could she manage alone? How would she protect

shouldn’t have cared, yet the

the door, his gaze icy as he beheld

eyes

simple words from a woman can break you like this. If I had known you were so fragile, what use would