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.

the front, where indeed, she

her, and

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

with compliments, “Did you

doorman, how could I miss him?” Seraphina replied, adjusting

Andrea inquired in a low voice, “He’s gone

Seraphina couldn’t suppress

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

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

what you

eyeing Andrea, “Whatever I said, it

Simon rushed past, accompanied by an assistant. Seraphina nudged Andrea,

Andrea disappear, Seraphina

Simon arrived at a room guarded

Isaac greeted

eyeing the door behind him, “Did you

resting inside,”

by the door, the room’s soundproof walls

His mind was haunted by the images he had seen on Seraphina’s phone, especially the

what he had done. That night, after Sandra betrayed him, rage and desire erupted unchecked, and he took her against

for pregnancy, and he had not intended for her to conceive until everything settled. But that one careless moment led to this—she could indeed

Sandra was pregnant, the irony

as a pawn against the Reynolds; now, it was his own flesh

wasn’t the most pressing

How would she protect the child, survive

have cared, yet the

become?” Simon stood at the door, his gaze icy

didn’t move, his eyes fixed

woman can break