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.

in it that had her so on

of him, Leandro reached out and

the door, glanced back to see Leandro holding

chance to react, her body was already racing

Leandro leaned back in his chair,

to the wind, lunged at the textbook

“Thud!”

toppled over with his chair, and Seraphina, who had thrown herself

of the textbook in Leandro’s hand flipped open-

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

simultaneously looked at the drawing. While he was taken aback, she felt as if her world

secret was

moment to compare the portrait to her before locking

off as a fleeting crush. Yet now, that same girl was close to him, radiating

on her body, the heat from her body

he must

from her body seep into his, and the

the blushing girl in front of him, his

he realised what he was thinking, his brain was telling him to push her away, but he found himself

he asked in a low voice

quickening as she met his gaze, unable to form a response.

eye’shaking

hand settled on her waist, drawing her closer. “What

mix of exhilaration, anticipation, and nerves. She had never imagined this moment – Iser

response

her feel as if she was burning up. When she opened her eyes, she hesitated briefly before leaning in pressing her bps to

lips. But the soft press quickly deepened into a

the whirlwind of emotions and sensations. Lost In the moment, she struggled to grasp the reality of their closeness. By morning.