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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?

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Upset?

Esme blinked. She backed away from him and he straightened up. 

Esme continued staring at the flowers. She did not pay him any attention nor did she bother to respond to his questions. 

Aleister was speechless. Earlier this day, she held his hand and dragged him to the dining room. But she was not even looking at him right now. 

''What happened?" He inched closer to her. 

Esme took two steps away from him. 

''Are you shy?" She must have fallen so deeply for him that she was unable to look at him now. Aleister sighed. 

When she heard that, Esme turned around to look at him, ''Why would I be shy?" 

''Because of your endless adoration for me?" 

The corner of her lips twitched, ''When did I say that I adore you?" 

''Exactly when you were not looking at me,'' he raised an eyebrow. 

Esme held her gown in her hand before she stepped closer to him. She pressed her palms on his chest and pushed him away with all her strength.