Tangled in His Obsession (Seraphina)

Chapter 170

Seraphina blurted out something she wasn’t even sure of herself, and to her surprise, Leandro just admitted it straight up.

With that, her curiosity was sated

Conway wanted to leave the hospital, and Leandro agreed. Conway wanted to move back to the old house, and Leandro agreed.

He knew that Conway’s return would be a handful and that the old house would need more caregivers, but he moved back anyway

At night, they naturally ended up in the same room just to put up a happy front for Conway

In reality, since Seraphina had agreed to marry him, she had braced herself for what was to come. But hearing Leandro’s response, she was still taken aback.

But she quickly recovered, put down her phone, propped herself up, and looked at the man in front of her without any defenses, asking. “How do we do this? What position? What movements? How long does it take?”

Hearing her mission–like tone, Leandro’s gaze remained deep, watching her face

Seraphina was trying to piss him off, knowing that it could go two ways. Either he got mad and left, not touching her again; Or he was ruthless and tough

on her

The latter was more likely for Leandro.

Sure enough, the next moment, Leandro grabbed her arm, flipped her over, made her kneel on the bed, and pressed against her.

He was strong, his movements rough, clearly pissed off by her.

Seraphina was prepared for the pain, but surprisingly, all of Leandro’s movements stopped.

She was already in a submissive position, but he just lowered his head and kissed her neck.

and his warm

I didn’t resist you. Now that Conway is in

evidently pissed off again.

on her increased. But he kept kissing her incessantly.

flipped over, breathless from his

was

had no intention of responding, but her body was pushed to the limit,

was lucid, sometimes she was hazy, always

one point, Leandro leaned into her ear and said in a deep voice, “I told you, the room is soundproof.

and saw the man still on

like a flashback, back to the summer when she was seventeen, in the same room, with

same scenario, only that she was young, and he was careful not to take it

a

head over heels for that man who always had a smile on

help but laugh, provocatively saying, “Mr. Reynolds, if you want me to make a sound, you

off mid–sentence and

Seraphina

had remained lucid throughout, sat by the bed and watched her sleeping face for a long while before he lowered his head and gently kissed her closed

dressed, left the bedroom,

woke up, the sun was high in the

that Conway had already had breakfast and was entertaining an old friend in the living room.

introduced her as

Alex” Seraphina greeted with a smile, only to find her voice a bit

Conway almost laughed out loud, even deliberately asking, “What’s

him, turned around, and went to have

stay home. You can go out with your friends, see if there’s anything you want to buy

the dining table, turned around, walked back,