Tangled in His Obsession (Seraphina)

Chapter 63

Chapter 63

Hearing all this a playful smile seed on Seraphina’s lips, Mr. Reynolds you really don’t beat around the bush, do you?”

As a journal, she had dealt with tons of mastigatur cases out the years, and that had honed her ack assessment skills to a She had a sharp sense for danger of all sorts and was usually ready to roll with the punches or save her own hide before things went south

However ever since the sumed to Sunburst City, especially when dealing with Leandro, her spidey semes seemed to go on the fuz

Like now She had not seen this coming when she decided to drop by

Leandro’s gaze was fixed on Seraphina

The warm orange light from the lamp cast a gentle hun on

lack dress, giving it a toasty appearance. Beneath it, her long, elegant legs were positioned

gracefully together. Her stunning smile held steady, but there was a befpate in her gaze.

Seung Leandro’s intense stare, Seraphina

negained her composite and nonchalantly perched on the couch

Leandredi eyn, as unfathomable as ever, camed a different face now His gaze had always been frosty in the past revealing no emotion. But at this moment, under the schlamp light, he observed her like a predatory on blatantly assessing his prey.

Seraphina was fully aware that Leandro was am who shaped turbo him word

She glanced at the door seemingly casually it was half–open, just as it was when she came in it hadn’t been docet

For a moment. Seraphina had a mental image of herself bolting out of the door but immediately dismissed the idea. The door was open because Leandro couldn’t be bothered to close it. Whether it was open or closed wouldn’t affect his plans or mood for the night.

In a flach doses of possible responses went through Seraphina’s mind, but none of them stuck. Finally y she took a deep breath, looked at Leandie and asked

up with his

physical action to her, he had made it

what you have

almost laughed,

ash off his rigante, his voice low and slow “Since

Reynolds, you fancy my body, huh? Should I

muller” Leandro asked.

shrugged. “I know you don’t give a hoot about my consent, Mr. Reynolds, but

stubbed out his game, slowly leaned in, his

you

arm around Leandro’s neck and leaned into him,

back onto the couch, and she sat on his lap

asking for

and

held her wait tightly.

second floor was Leandro’s

wa filled with remnants of

look even smoother on the black sheets.

Leandro was about to ann, she mised her hand to

“Condom” she said

Leandra’s yelk

to her resistance with

her quietly his gazem

completely lost

in her own voice

playful giggle, “Mr Reynolds,

and it was one Seraphina clang light

couldn’t be more intimate

man and

and

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