Tangled in His Obsession ( Seraphina )
Chapter 55

Chapter 55 

Seraphina swept up her hair and took a quick shower 

Stepping out of the bathroom, towel–dried, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. 

Her skin was delicate, marking easily 

Right then and there, she could clearly see the love bites on her neck and the scratches on her thighs. 

She thought back to what just happened. Was Leandro venting or intentionally leaving these marks on her? 

Seraphina didn’t dwell on it too long, because she had something else on her mind. 

After a moment of silence, she reached out her hand. Following the traces left by Leandro, she pressed harder, creating more obvious marks on her neck. 

After she was done, she put on the dress she had picked out earlier, only to find that its design couldn’t hide the marks on her neck. 

Seraphina walked out of the bathroom and opened her wardrobe to look for another outfit 

Most of her clothes from the past were too childish, and with her body’s development, not many of them fit anymore. 

As she was digging deep into her wardrobe, Seraphina suddenly froze. 

She saw a red dress. 

The one she had wanted to wear on her eighteenth birthday, especially for Leandro. 

She had worn it, and he had seen it, but everything had gone off track that day. 

Seraphina stood still, until there was a knock at the door.  Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

“Who is it?” Seraphina asked quietly. 

“Ms Bennett, it’s me.” Lacy’s voice sounded from outside, “Conway fell asleep again. You can rest now.” 

Hearing this, Seraphina didn’t respond, her eyes were still fixed on that old red dress 

In the early hours of the morning, precisely at three, Leandro found himself unable to sleep. He sat in the comfort of his well–worn study, a daunting mountain of documents piled before him, begging for his attention. 

The incessant ticking of the clock echoed through the room, a metronome to his diligent work. Lost in the world of paperwork, Leandro’s focus was unwavering. only disrupted when the sound of approaching footsteps broke the rhythm. 

Without a warning, the door swung open. 

Yet, Leandro’s commitment remained undeterred. He didn’t cease his work nor did he allow his gaze to drift from the document he was scrutinizing. Only when the last line was read, the last piece of information absorbed, did he set his pen down 

Seraphina was standing at the door, looking at him. In her red dress, with her long hair, and clear eyes, she looked just like she did seven years ago. 

Leandro’s gaze hardened slightly. 

But the next moment, she laughed. Her laugh was charming and seductive, nothing like the girl from seven years ago. 

“Mr. Reynolds, could you do me a favor and give me a lift home?” 

Seraphina had predicted that Leandro wouldn’t refuse, but she never expected that he would personally drive her home. 

The roads were clear in the early morning, yet the atmosphere in the car was incredibly tense. 

Seraphina sat quietly in the passenger seat, humming a tune, tapping the rhythm with her fingers, appearing utterly indifferent to Leandro’s presence. 

Half an hour later, the car stopped at the entrance of the neighborhood where Seraphina now lived. 

Only then did Seraphina tum to look at Leandro, her smile radiant. Thank you, Mr. Reynolds.” 

Leandro didn’t respond. He wound down the window, lit a cigarette, took a drag, and finally looked at her, “For what?” 

Seraphina didn’t seem in a hurry to get out of the car. Hearing Leandro’s question, she laughed, leaning back in her seat, “Of course, for all the help you’ve given me, 

and for the ride home.” 

The entrance to the neighborhood was brightly lit, making her red dress even more stunning. The ambiguous marks on her neck and shoulders were even more noticeable 

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