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Ensnaring his Dark Moon

Esmeray Reis, once a princess, now lives her life like a bespectacled wallflower to stay far away from people's attention until one day she is compelled to enter the Royal Castle disguised as a maid. Aleister Daven, a mysterious Prince. Dark, devious, and sinful. The mention of his name is enough to make people tremble. Uninterested in most things until he comes across the stubborn woman who won't spare a glance his way. And unknowingly he grows fond of stalking her, teasing her, cornering her, despite her obvious disgust in him. She is his, and he would spare no efforts in making her realize that. When strange incidents happen around Esme, she finds herself waking up in the depths of the ageless sea. Mysterious powers awakening inside her body threaten to shred away her existence and rationality. The involvement of merfolk makes everything more complicated. Staying far away from him was all she ever wished but what was she going to do when he becomes the sole ray of light in the darkness surrounding her? Will she take his hand? Will she ever tell him that it was not him who disgusted her but instead it was her growing obsession for him that she despised?

Auroraaa · Fantasy
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370 Chs

Like a good girl

Mature Content. 18+

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And maybe it was that coyness or maybe it was Esme stripped of all her stubbornness as she begged him that did it for him because he entered her in one rough thrust.

The need to consume her was overwhelming him.

''Ah...'' Esme cried in pain, warm tears rolling down her cheeks.

Aleister's eyes narrowed, ''You...'' he was in disbelief as he felt her tightly clenching around him.

He believed her words earlier even though he had acted like he had not. And the thought of killing that man was fixated in his mind but he never blamed Esme for any of it.

There was nothing to blame her for. No matter where she stopped, where she tried shelter during a rainy night. When the rain stopped, he was going to be her destination.

No matter whose arms she landed in because of his absence. At the end of the day, she was his.

And the man who touched her… was his 'prey'.