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

those around her, and upon spotting Andrea, she waved her

her away from the crowd, “Your dress is

Andrea was hardly concerned with compliments, “Did you see

playing doorman, how could I miss him?” Seraphina

did you say to him?” Andrea inquired in a low voice, “He’s gone missing

Seraphina couldn’t suppress

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

“Why all the fuss? He’s waited so long for this day; do they really think he’d

you told him,” Andrea

Andrea, “Whatever I said, it

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

Andrea disappear, Seraphina turned back

at a room guarded by

Isaac

simply nodded, eyeing the door behind him,

inside,” Isaac

the room’s soundproof walls concealing any conversation

a cigarette dangling from his lips. His mind was haunted by the images he had seen on Seraphina’s

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

not meant for pregnancy, and he had not intended for her to conceive until everything settled. But that

was pregnant, the irony was

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

wasn’t the most pressing issue.

could she manage alone? How would she protect the child,

have cared, yet

at the door, his gaze

didn’t move, his eyes fixed outside, unseeing,

calm but frosty, “A few simple words from a woman can break you like this. If I had known you were so fragile,