Tangled in his Obsession novel Chapter 134

Leandro had hit his limit of endurance. When she teased him, his face and eyes darkened. He held the showerhead, continuing to wash her body.

Maybe he held the showerhead too close to her skin; Seraphina suddenly yelped. She moved even closer to him, "Too hot..."

As she got closer, her hands around his waist, she untied the black robe he was wearing, pressing herself against his chest.

Leandro's chest heaved.

Seraphina leaned into him, "Hold the showerhead further away..."

No sooner had she spoken, Leandro suddenly dropped the showerhead, pinned her against the wall and fiercely kissed her.

The showerhead danced about on the floor, water splashing everywhere. Leandro's gradually drying hair and body were soaked again.

In the midst of the mist, her body was incredibly smooth and delicate, with a humanly scent.

He held her tightly in his arms, not letting her escape.

The shower steam filled the air, the temperature gradually rising. Seraphina fondled Leandro's tense muscles.

When Seraphina was nearly out of breath, Leandro suddenly turned her around and pressed against her from behind.

At that moment, Seraphina moaned in a bit of pain.

Leandro's fierce, unstoppable movements suddenly stopped. Holding her waist, he looked down at her, gently asking, "What's wrong?"

Seraphina turned her head around. Her once healthy complexion looking a bit off, she cautiously said to Leandro, "My stomach hurts a bit..."

Leandro's gaze darkened even more. He looked at her, finally took a white robe hanging from the wall, wrapped Seraphina in it, then lifted her out of the shower room, back to the bedroom, and flung her onto the bed.

Perhaps due to frustration, his actions were quite rough, without the slightest bit of gentleness.

Seraphina was thrown heavily onto the bed. Despite the soft mattress, she yelled out, then glared at the man standing by the bed, "Could you be gentler? My stomach was already hurting, and you throwing me like that almost made me throw up!"

She complained while lying on the bed, but Leandro just coldly looked at her.

After a while, Seraphina turned to him, pitifully asked him, "Your hands are warm. Could you rub my stomach? I might feel better if you do."

Without a word, Leandro walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.

Seraphina almost laughed.

Frustrated men sure do have bad tempers!

The hot shower did make her feel a bit weak. Since Leandro had stormed off, she didn't bother with him and dozed off on the bed. When she opened her eyes again, it was midnight.

The bed was empty. It seemed like Leandro hadn't come back since he left.

Seraphina sat up, casually tied her robe and walked out of the room.

The living room was also empty, but the study door was slightly ajar. The light from the study caught her attention.

Seraphina approached the study door, gently pushed it open, a strong smell of smoke hit her. Seraphina immediately covered her mouth and coughed.

Leandro was in the study, behind his desk looking at his computer. Hearing the noise, he looked up to see Seraphina coughing at the door. He frowned, extinguishing the cigarette in his ashtray.

Seraphina waited a while before she walked in, covering her nose, first opened the window for him. After getting used to the smell of smoke in the room, she dropped her hand, "The smoke is really strong, how many cigarettes have you smoked?"