Tangled in his Obsession novel Chapter 96

Seraphina was still sitting in his office chair, tilting her head at him and saying, "Of course I'm here for some business with Mr. Reynolds."

Leandro was sitting in the visitor's area; she was behind the desk, a few meters away. Leandro was sitting quietly watching her, cigarette in hand.

And Seraphina just smiled, her eyes clear. "I wonder if Mr. Reynolds has some time?"

Just as her words fell, the intercom in the office suddenly rang.

Seraphina stayed seated, and Leandro got up and walked over, pressing the answer button.

Yasmina's voice came through the speaker: "Mr. Reynolds, we just got a call from Mr. Hoffman's company. Mrs. Hoffman has had an accident abroad, and Mr. Hoffman has to leave for Europe immediately, so tonight's meeting is cancelled. Mr. Hoffman will call you personally to explain later."

"Got it." Leandro responded and hung up the phone.

Seraphina was staring at the phone and couldn't help but laugh. "It seems like I came at the right time!"

Leandro tossed the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray. The next second, he grabbed Seraphina's hand and pulled her up from the chair.

Seraphina bumped into him, looked startled, and looked up at him. "What are you doing?"

Leandro's eyes were dark as ink, his tone as cold as ever; there was no room for refusal.

"Making time for you," he said.

The second time Seraphina entered Leandro's lounge, she was thrown directly onto the bed.

"Ahh!" She pulled at her skirt in a slight panic, trying to cover her thighs. When she looked at him, she was particularly shy. "I didn't say it was about that."

Leandro glanced at her, took off his suit, untied his tie, and kissed her while holding her chin.

She dodged slightly, but the next moment she took the initiative to meet him.

Leandro suddenly kissed her more forcefully, reaching behind her and unzipping her dress.

Seraphina hesitated for a moment, then shyly tried to avoid him.

But Leandro's presence was overwhelming; Her struggle only made it easier for him to remove her dress.

Seeing her dress thrown on the floor, she suddenly plucked up the courage and pushed him hard on the shoulder.

The next second, she rolled over and sat on top of Leandro, biting her lip as she looked at him.

"Are you for real?" she asked.

Her lips were already swollen, her cheeks flushed, revealing an innocence she couldn't hide.

It was all too familiar.

Back then, he was young and ambitious, and she was sincere and passionate—a temptation he couldn't resist.

Leandro looked up at her.

Apart from the slightly heavier makeup, she didn't seem out of place with her teenage demeanor, a testimony to her years as a journalist.

But how many men had she shown this side to?

Seraphina was staring at him quietly, and after a long time, she took the initiative to remove the last bit of barrier from her body.

Leandro's eyes were suddenly deeper.

She looked up at him, her smile captivating.

She took his hand and slowly placed it on her body.