Ensnaring his Dark Moon-Chapter 143: Virgin maids

Her toes curled up as he grabbed her waist and pulled her closer till their bodies were pressed against each other.

He placed gentle kisses on her neck and his lips moved to her earlobe, taking it between his teeth.

"Ahh..." She moaned and gripped his shirt, a tingling sensation went through her body as he bit her earlobe harshly before sucking onto it.

His fingers moved behind her ear while he placed his thumb under her chin, tilting her head.

She looked at him with limpid eyes and there he was again, capturing her lips and diving his tongue into her mouth, letting the heat coarse through every inch of her body.

It took her a moment to come back to her senses and she slowly kissed him back as her back hit the wall by his rough movements.

But she kind of did not dislike it.

Being ravaged by him was a feeling she was growing fond of.

As their lips parted, she whispered, "Stop. Let’s talk," her warm breath caressing his skin.

He pecked her lips quickly and continued peppering gentle kisses all over her face, "You left for over a few hours. I missed you."

"I am back," she whispered against his mouth, intending to avert her gaze.

But he stopped her from doing so as he grabbed her chin with his thumb and index finger.

"We have things to discuss," Embarrassment coursed through her.

It was so nice earlier that she went with the flow. Is it too late to feel shameful about it?

Thinking back to noises she made, Esme wanted nothing more than to dig a comfortable hole and bury herself inside it.

Aleister wrapped both his arms around her waist and brought her down to the floor.

He hugged her and buried his face in the crook of her neck.

It was ticklish. Esme craned her neck.

"Let’s not do this again," he said.

"Hmm?"

"Let’s not go away from each other. Thanks to you, I know what it means to feel lovesick."

Esme cleared her throat, "Weren’t you pretending to drink earlier? Are you really drunk?"

Aleister pulled back from her. He placed both his hands on her shoulders and glanced at her. Suddenly, he leaned closer and bit the tip of her nose.

"What are you doing?" Esme gasped, placing her palm on her nose.

Aleister chuckled when he saw her adorable expressions.

Esme lowered her body and escaped from his grip. She walked towards the huge window inside the room, "I wanted to ask something."

"Hmm...?"

"Were you suspicious of that person before? Did you doubt her even before I told you about it?"

Aleister walked towards her. He sat on the windowsill and looked out of the window. The window in the King’s room presented a picturesque view of nature, "When the Florania Kingdom was destroyed, barely any human beings survived. It all happened overnight. Even animals carcasses were found everywhere. I heard that Uncle found their Princess at his doorstep when he woke up. And he could not see her crying because he loved her. After all, Flora was the woman he was going to marry so he put everything at stake to save that woman."

"But how could she appear unharmed at his doorstep when everything was destroyed? The King himself destroyed the Castle, his closest relatives including his wife and his Kingdon then why would he spare his daughter and Uncle? Unless.... he was being controlled by one of these two people," Esme concluded. Now, it can’t be Duke Maverick who controlled the King as he suffered the most damage. And after witnessing everything, it was undoubtedly that person who was responsible for everything.

Aleister nodded, "That’s how it was. But I did not have any evidence. I didn’t want to break Uncle’s heart."

Esme leaned back on the wall, "Although the truth is revealed now but is this the end of it?" she whispered.

*Flashback*

’’Al, do you know who is the culprit behind all the incidents in the castle and the Kingdom?"

’’I do... why do you ask?" he smiled cunningly.

’’You knew it,’’ Esme was in a state of disbelief.

’’I was not certain so I was waiting for something conclusive to confirm it,’’ he stroked her cheek when he saw the distrust apparent on her face.

Esme pouted, ’’I am not certain about it. It’s a guess. So... I have something in mind.’’

’’Oh? I am curious.’’

"First, tell me who do you think is the culprit."

"Don’t you know it as well?" Aleister raised an eyebrow.

’’It’s my instinct but if I tell you, promise me that you won’t be offended," Esme said after some hesitation.

Aleister looked at her for some time before he nodded.

"Uh...Duchess Flora. I think she has something to do with everything strange going on in our lives. Do you remember how Arlan recognized her? But he never saw her before and I don’t think any of her paintings are there in the hallway. I think she is the one in his dreams...."

Aleister pressed his finger on her lips, "Stop panicking. I trust you."

Esme’s lips wobbled. She closed her eyes and inhaled a deep breath. She thought that he won’t believe her.

"It is said that two witches were found in Florania. I did not see this woman when Uncle married her but when I saw her, I found something strange about her. She handles most of the important work in the castle including appointing the workers. And surprisingly, the maids who work in the castle go through virginity checks. They need to be virgins before they are appointed. It is under the order of the Duchess."

The corner of her lips twitched. Esme did not remember going through any such test when she started working here. Was it because she was not hired as a maid but a gardener?

"Wait... What do you mean by you didn’t see her? Where were you when Duchess Flora came to Daven’s castle after her marriage? If I remember it right, then Uncle was severely injured during that time," Esme glanced at him questioningly.