Tangled in His Obsession Series

Chapter 207

The cold water in the fridge was all gone, and Seraphina, after a moment’s thought, decided to drop some ice cubes into a glass, fill it with water, and give it to Leandro.

She went upstairs with the glass, her heart full of anticipation.

Sure, it was just a glass of water, but to her, it was a sign of her growing connection with him.

The day had the feel of a teenage fantasy-fleeting but enchanting, even if it might have been an illusion

Yet, as Seraphina re-entered her room with a glass of water, that gentle reverie dissolved There, at her desk, sat Leandro, thumbing through her textbooks. Panic surged within her. She rushed over, setting the glass down precariously while trying to reclaim her book

Caught off guard, Leandro released the textbook. But in that hurried motion, the glass teetered, then tipped, spilling cold water directly onto him.

“Oops!” Seraphina immediately started scrambling, dropping the textbook onto the floor and bending down to dry Leandro off, picking out ice cubes from his clothes.

Most of the water had spilled on Leandro’s pants, but in her panic, she didn’t notice and went straight to clean up his pants.

By the time she realized what she was doing, Leandro had grabbed her wrist.

This was, without a doubt, pretty awkward

Seraphina blushed so hard that het ears turned red. She lowered her gaze, took a moment to compose herself, then looking at the toppled glass, she bit her lip and said, I’ll go get you another glass of water

Even though the air conditioning was on, the room somehow felt heated.

Leandro cleared his throat, trying to keep his composure.

Seraphina quickly picked up the glass and went to refill it, while Leandro turned his attention back to the textbook she had just snatched from him.

be in it that had her

the better of him, Leandro reached out

standing at the door, glanced back to see Leandro holding the textbook again

her mind had a chance to react, her body was already racing back towards

back in his chair,

wind, lunged at the textbook

“Thud!”

over with his chair, and Seraphina, who had thrown herself at him, fell with him.

they hit the floor, the cover of the textbook

portrait: short hair, a white shirt, deep-set eyes, and a familiar,

at the drawing. While he was taken aback, she felt

secret was now unmistakable

to her before locking eyes with her. Her flushed face pévealed her

had always sensed her affection but brushed it off as a fleeting crush. Yet now, that same girl was

casually resting on her body, the heat from

must be drunk.

the heat from her body seep into his, and the dryness in his

in front of him, his mind suddenly flashed with

time he realised what he was thinking, his brain was telling him to push her

you always this hot?” he

she met his gaze, unable to

eye’shaking

on her waist, drawing her closer. “What are

felt a mix of exhilaration, anticipation, and nerves. She had never imagined this moment – Iser feelings exposed to him, especially when she felt so caught off guard. The uncertainty of his reaction weighed

response

warmth of Leandro’s hand was a comforting contrast to her nervous coolness. An overwhelming rush of emotions made her feel as if she was burning up. When she opened her eyes, she hesitated briefly before leaning in pressing her

began gently, just the tender touch of lips. But the

caught in the whirlwind of emotions and sensations. Lost In the moment, she struggled