Tangled in His Obsession (Seraphina)

Chapter 11

About two hours later, Seraphina found herself back at Leandro’s front door.

From the entrance, she could see the garage, and Leandro’s car seemed to be missing. Just as she was about to ring the doorbell, the door suddenly swung open from the inside.

Karan was slinging a big bag over her shoulder, yelling back into the house as she stepped out, “You stay put, no running around, got it? Your dad will be home tonight!”

Mid–sentence, she turned her head and saw Seraphina standing at the doorway, looking taken aback and then annoyed, “Didn’t you already take off? Why are you back here?”

“Karan, I think I left something here, so I came back,” Seraphina replied with a smile, then glanced at Karan’s bag. “You heading out?”

Karan grimaced, adjusting her bag and grunting in response.

Seraphina hesitated for a moment before asking, “Can I go in and look for my stuff?”

Looking like she was pressed for time, Karan shot her an irritable glance, “Just go in and find whatever you need, and leave as soon as possible! And don’t go chattering with Valerio, gol it?”

Seraphina nodded promptly, “Alright, got it. Take care, Karan!”

With that, Karan hurried off, looking like she was indeed in a rush.

at the table, working on a pile of

quickly looked

no time. Despite having spent the night here, her

present situation left her with no choice but to wait for Leandro. But how would he

approached Valerio. He didn’t look at her but seemed to sense her approaching, his sketching

she picked up the assignment brief

child to create a family album with the help of their parents, featuring a family

identical stick figures, big

a crucial person was missing. However, the rough sketching didn’t seem to match the

Valerio’s sketching became

with this assignment,” Seraphina sighed, “You’re one lucky kid. I haven’t drawn for seven years, and now I’m picking up a

quickly sketched out Bruce and Gloria. When it came to drawing Leandro, she

at her sketches of Bruce and Gloria for a moment before accepting the pencil from her and copying

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resembled Leandro.

the last empty

brows furrowed in deep thought, but he didn’t

took the pencil from

truly beautiful, with flawless skin, dark hair, and bright, clear

to sketch with her long eyelashes casting

his eyes full of curiosity. She patted his chin and said with a smile, “You’re such a looker, why are you so quiet? Girls your age aren’t usually into