Back in 2009, at Reynolds Manor in Sunburst City.

Late at night, the mansion was all quiet. Seraphina Bennett carefully pushed open her bedroom door, tiptoeing down the stairs and into the kitchen.

At dinner, Bruce Reynolds and his wife Gloria started arguing again. The rest of the Reynolds family didn’t know how to deal with it, let alone Seraphina, a little girl fostered in this household.

Seraphina hid in her room and didn’t even eat her dinner. Now, it was midnight, and she couldn’t stand the hunger anymore, after all, she was at the age where her body was growing.

Opening the fridge, Seraphina found only two slices of bread. Not much, but enough to fill her rumbling belly a bit.

Suddenly, a bright light flashed outside the window. Someone was driving home.

Seraphina skillfully hid behind the kitchen door, munching on the bread while listening carefully.

The front door of the mansion creaked open, familiar footsteps echoed in the hallway.

Seraphina counted the steps as she listened, and when she reached thirty, she peeked out from the kitchen.

It was nighttime, the moon was bright, casting a frosty glow throughout the house.

The man walking in was tall and handsome, his broad shoulders bathed in the moonlight, making him look rather dashing.

After watching for a moment, Seraphina retreated back into the kitchen, contentedly finishing her bread.

Having not seen him for about a week, she didn’t expect to see him tonight, but there he was.

Suppressing the excitement in her heart, she quietly finished the last bite of bread. Hearing no more noise outside, she opened the door and stepped out.

Just as she walked out of the kitchen, she looked up, and then she froze.

Halfway up the winding staircase, Leandro Reynolds was leaning against the railing, smoking a cigarette. He had taken off his jacket, looking relaxed and casual, a far cry from his usually strict and meticulous demeanor. The moonlight poured over his crisp white shirt, creating a faint halo around him, making him seem like at mirage.

Seraphina stood at the kitchen door, like a frightened fawn.

Leandro turned his face towards her.

traced the contours of his face, his clear brows and eyes hidden in the shadows.

seemed to be looking at her,

arms unconsciously moved behind her, nervously gripping her hand, before she finally walked

looked up and finally

a hint of curiosity, and there seemed to be a smile

have enough for dinner?” he

Um.

looked at her

What about now?

I’m full

of the cigarette illuminating the smile at the corner of

to feed.” he

sure if this was a compliment or an insult, she looked up at

her, his gaze deep, and stopped

diverted her gaze and turned to

his hand and reaching out to catch

felt her soft body, something

Leandro

ran through her mind. Although her brain and her heart were in

didn’t avoid him, didn’t dodge. She just turned her head to look at Leandro.

sharp, clear eyes, bright and

stared at her.

17, and

that the little girl who came to the Reynolds family at the age of 10

year later, 18–year–old Seraphina was about to start her studies

woods, the light–colored curtains fluttering. Seraphina was lying on her desk, watching the

the fifteenth of each month, the Reynolds family had a tradition of hosting a

of anticipation, but she dared not hope

year, Leandro seemed to be busier and busier, often not coming home for two or three

time.

year ago, but she rarely saw Leandro late at night anymore. The

a black car drove into the

stood up, watching the car stop

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