Tangled in His Obsession

Chapter 31

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Leandro didn’t respond to her He just bt up a cigarette, took a drag, then turned to look at Seraphina again. Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

“Valerio likes you,” He said casually. “I’m leaving him in your care when Karan isn’t around”

Seraphina, holding the bank card, chuckled. “You sure you want to trust me with him. Mr. Reynolds?”

Leandro blew out a smoke ring slowly “Ms Bennett, you’re a smart cookie.”

Meaning, she should know how not to shoot herself in the foot.

Seraphina laughed.

From kneeling on the carpet, she suddenly stood up, moved closer to Leandro, reached out and grabbed his tie

“Aren’t you afraid I’d use the kid to get close to you, Mr. Reynolds?” She asked.

Leandro took his tie back, his gaze deep. “With your tricks, you don’t need Valerio to get close to me.”

Seraphina couldn’t help but laugh.

Was he implying that all her encounters with him after returning to Sunburst City were her own machinations? That was a bit of a stretch. She never planned on running into him, let alone the trouble he brought every time!

Like last night…

She tilted her head to look at Leandro as she remembered last night. He, however, looked away, all serious.

Seraphina sighed.

A day ago, they were almost getting it on in the bathroom. Less than 24 hours later, he was back to his old self.

And last night, he was the one who lost control.

“Mr. Reynolds is a real mood swinger!” Seraphina sighed. “Last night I was almost your bedmate, now I’m a babysitter…”

As she spoke, she touched Leandro’s leg. Before she could finish, he grabbed her wrist.

Seraphina looked up at him.

Leandro was calm, slowly saying, “So you want to be my bedmate?”

A lot of thoughts crossed Seraphina’s mind. Then, she laughed, “Actually, I’m more curious if last night was an accident for you, Mr. Reynolds, or… you couldn’t control yourself?”

As she finished her sentence, her lips were almost against Leandro’s ear.

The next moment, she was in Leandro’s arms.

“If you’re so curious, find out for yourself.” He said.

Surprised, Seraphina sat on Leandro’s lap, but then she reached for his crotch.

“Got your answer? Leandro asked after a while.

Seraphina came back to her senses, adjusting her stiff body.

She withdrew her hand, the touch still lingering.

Leandro had responded to her.

The supposedly unresponsive–to–women Leandro had reacted to her twice in a row. This couldn’t be a coincidence.

And if it wasn’t a coincidence, that was even more ironic.

Seraphina gazed at Leandro, taking her time to meet his eyes. His breathing remained steady, and his expression was unchanged.

After a moment, she spoke slowly, “Mr. Reynolds, it’s been quite a while since you returned. I haven’t had the chance to ask you how Miss Vivian is doing after all these seven years

Vivian was the girlfriend he brought home on her eighteenth birthday seven years ago.

That day, Vivian fell off the balcony, became severely injured, and ended up in a vegetative state.

And Seraphina, she was the only suspect in the incident.