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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
Not enough ratings
370 Chs

You are enough

Mature Content 18+

Cardan took his entire length out of her before he turned her around. His hand fisted around her thick golden locks, ''Look at yourself in the mirror, love. Don't you want to see how wanton you are for me?" 

Her body hummed, strangely responding to his words as she felt herself getting wetter when he grabbed his length and stroked her slowly from behind. 

Luciana looked in the mirror. Her face was red and her eyes were needy, filled with lust. Her hair was in a mess. She looked nowhere as graceful and elegant as she had looked earlier. 

She tilted her gaze and glanced at Cardan through the mirror. His lips were parted and his eyes were narrowed as he met her gaze.

His eyes were possessive and crazed.

''Good to know that you are returning the sentiment with equal passion,'' she taunted. 

Cardan groaned, ''That mouth. That naughty mouth of my sweet Lucy is such a torment.''