Tangled in his Obsession novel Chapter 442

For a while, Seraphina had truly reveled in Leandro's indulgence and compliance, to the extent that she had almost forgotten his cunning and ruthlessness.

He could be utterly merciless when he chose to be.

She'd been run ragged all day, to the point where she didn't even have the energy for her usual sharp-tongued banter. It was only then that peace prevailed.

In the afternoon, Leandro had gone alone to pick up Valerio from school.

Having not seen his father for several days, Valerio was overjoyed, eagerly tugging Leandro home to see Seraphina.

But when Seraphina saw Leandro, she was as cold as ice, hardly in the mood to make nice.

"Mom, Dad's here," Valerio informed her, clearly hoping to warm the frosty atmosphere.

Seraphina glowered at Valerio, making a fist as a warning, deliberately showing off the marks on her wrist left by Leandro's tie, a silent testament to her ordeal that day.

Leandro, holding an innocent-looking Valerio close, spoke calmly, "Mom's tired. Let her rest, so she can give you her full attention later, instead of wasting her energy elsewhere."

At his words, Seraphina gritted her teeth and shot Leandro another glare.

He met her fiery gaze with a raised eyebrow, as if to challenge her disapproval.

Remembering the day's events, Seraphina begrudgingly swallowed her pride.

That evening, after a cozy dinner at the Manleys, they took Valerio to a movie at his request.

It was a family-friendly animation that Seraphina could tolerate, but exhausted from the day's events, she struggled to focus and soon started nodding off.

She was jolted awake by a loud sound effect. Blinking groggily, she saw the movie had reached a climactic scene. To her surprise, she was resting against Leandro, her hand in his. She tried to withdraw her hand subtly, but Leandro caught her glance and held on without a word.

After a silent struggle, Seraphina gave in, let him hold her hand as she once again drifted off to sleep on his shoulder.

Leandro quietly adjusted their position to make her more comfortable.

Leandro's visit was brief, and the next day, after dropping Valerio at school, he was off to the airport. Seraphina was dragged along to see him off.

Normally, Leandro traveled by private jet, but this time, he led her into the regular terminal.

"Why here?" Seraphina asked, puzzled. "What about your plane?"

"Undergoing maintenance," was Leandro's curt reply.

While waiting for his flight, Seraphina sat beside him, somewhat lost in thought, as she watched the bustling crowd. She had a nagging feeling about his motives.

He was pettier than she had realized.

But at this point, Seraphina played along. Seeing Leandro engrossed in a business magazine, she snuggled under his arm to share the view.

The action was intimate and natural. Leandro glanced down at her and, without missing a beat, pushed the magazine a little further away to reveal their faces together.