Tangled in his Obsession novel Chapter 497

After a thorough and, admittedly, invigorating sex, Seraphina finally gave in to the moment's exhaustion. She let herself be cradled by Leandro in the warm embrace of a bubble bath, her body relaxed against his chest as she drifted into a light slumber.

Leandro, with one arm casually draped over the edge of the tub and the other hand gently combing through her damp hair, leaned in and whispered, "Are you satisfied now?"

Caught in the fog of comfort, it took a moment for Seraphina to register his words. "Hm?"

"Weren't you worried I wouldn't be up to the task?" Leandro teased. "Did I meet your expectations for stamina?"

A huff escaped Seraphina before she retorted, "The cologne on your suit is so mature, it has to be the choice of a woman over forty. I was never scared."

Leandro pinched her waist in response, causing Seraphina to yelp and bury herself in his embrace before adding, "I bet it's Aunt Celeste's scent, isn't it?"

Indeed, who else but Celeste Reynolds would be in such close quarters with Leandro and be over forty? It was the only name that came to Seraphina's mind.

Leandro cast his gaze downward and hummed in tacit agreement, choosing not to elaborate further.

That was confirmation enough.

Seraphina fought back a chuckle, then slowly lifted her twisted ankle. "You see, unlike you, who only has his aunt, I had a handsome stranger tend to my foot after I sprained it today."

Leandro's hand suddenly clasped her ankle, inspecting it before looking up. "Oh? What did this handsome stranger look like?"

"Just look on Instagram. He's got the face of that hot new influencer everyone's crazy about. His smile... it's something else," she boasted, but then noticed something amiss.

She tried to wriggle her foot out of Leandro's grip, but it was futile.

"Hey! Let go!" Seraphina protested.

"What's the rush?" Leandro's voice was calm. "Let me check the quality of this young heartthrob's work."

Seraphina couldn't handle the teasing and plunged beneath the water's surface, only to resurface with a splash, dragging Leandro down with her.

It took another couple of hours before the two emerged from the bathroom and returned to the comfort of the bed.

With her hair still damp, Seraphina showed no interest in moving. She handed Leandro the hairdryer and nestled against him.

This was probably the first time Leandro had been tasked with such pampering, but in that moment, he seemed perfectly at ease. Holding the dryer in one hand and supporting Seraphina's head with the other, he blew her hair dry with a gentle warmth.

Basking in the attention, Seraphina's eyelids grew heavier until she was sound asleep.