Ensnaring his Dark Moon-Chapter 147: Pretense
*Flashback continues*
"Mhm... I had so much wine. Why can I still see everything straight?" Esme mumbled under her breath as she walked in the hallway, making her way towards Aleister’s room, "Was that wine not potent? Why am I not drunk?" she pouted as she pushed the door.
She was greeted by the sight of his broad back as soon as the door opened. Aleister was pacing around the room.
As if he noticed her presence, he turned around to look at her, ’’Did you go somewhere?’’ He asked while scanning her from head to toe.
’’What are you doing?" Esme glanced at the man who was staring at her intently.
’’I was making sure that you are fine. What else?"
Her heart fluttered at his words even though she wished it didn’t. You still know how to make sure that I am fine, huh?
She walked towards him, her footsteps staggering a bit, ’’Why do you care if I am fine or not?" Esme asked, determined in her heart to get an answer from him today even if she had to pretend to be drunk.
’’Hmm?" Aleister raised an eyebrow.
What? Who are you making that face for? Are you reminding me how handsome you are huh? Esme gnashed her teeth.
’’My dear moon....’’
’’Don’t call me that,’’ she pressed her palm on his mouth, ’’Don’t go around seducing me all the time when you have no intentions of taking responsibility for your actions," When you don’t remember to look for me after you step out of the courtroom. Humph!
He grabbed her wrist but she shook off his hand before getting her hand out of his grip.
Esme leaned closer to him till their faces were inches apart. She had to admit that he was especially good looking up so close, ’’You keep confusing me all the time,’’ she whispered, making sure to blow on his lips gently. Did he think only he could seduce her?
’’Is it the wine speaking for you?’’
She startled him by placing her palms on his chest. Wine speaking for me? I wish it did. I would not be so nervous at the moment. But I don’t know what cursed body it is, even the wine doesn’t have any effects on me. In the end, I have to pretend to be drunk to talk it out with you to not feel embarrassed.
’’Wine? Why would it speak for me? Is my mouth not enough?’’ she licked her bottom lips with the tip of her tongue, her eyes squinting seductively.
’’Can you speak from a distance?’’ His throat ran dry at the position they were in.
’’Distance?" Esme lowered her head. She held her gown and raised it slightly before removing her shoes.
He glanced at her in confusion.
She kicked her shoes aside, inwardly cherishing the clueless expressions on his face, ’’What distance are you talking about? Why do you not mention it when you keep kissing me?" she pushed him to the bed with both her palms on his chest before climbing atop him.
’’Distance you say. Why don’t you remind yourself of it when you do this....’’ she pecked his lips and nibbled on his bottom lips before looking into his eyes.
Esme could feel her heart bursting with inexplicable emotions. Was it going to sprout out of her chest? She had always wanted to do this after the last time they kissed. She wanted to feel it again. Now that she did it under pretense, she could feel something strange.
’’Hah~ You sure are drunk. How about you take responsibility for your actions?" He grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her closer.
’’Yes, I will,’’ Esme smiled at him.
’’Ssss...’’ Aleister inhaled a deep breath because the moment their lips met, Esme bit his bottom lips ruthlessly, leaving her teeth imprints there.
’’Hmph! Who do you think you are?" She poked the tip of his nose with her index finger, ’’You, Aleister Daven, are a fickle-minded narcissistic Prince whom I hate with all my heart.’’
’’Why are you lying atop me if you hate me that much?" He wrapped his arms around her waist, looking at her with a doting expression on his face that made her pause for a moment.
’’To have a proper discussion,’’ she mumbled, inwardly slapping herself so as to not be charmed by his expressions.
’’So, what do you want to discuss?" he tucked the loose strands of her hair behind her ear before bringing her hair to one side.
’’I told you to not seduce me, didn’t I?" She glared at him, ’’I never understand you. I can never... understand you. When we first met here in the castle, you called me ugly, looking so uninterested in me," Esme could not forget it. She was called ugly for the first time in her life.
’’You sure hold grudges,’’ the corner of his lips twitched.
’’Of course, I do,’’ she buried her face in the crook of his neck to hide her expressions from him, ’’Then you treated me like I was the most beautiful woman you ever laid your eyes on," At that time, the way he looked at her made her heart skip a beat. She bit his neck at that thought.
’’You are... sss... are you a puppy?"
She bit his neck again when he admitted to her words.
’’No seducing... So, then at times, you treat me like you are interested in me but there are times when your narcissism gets the best of you, saying things like I am trying to get closer to you and I can’t take my eyes off you which is true though. But still, you should not expose it on my face no? Hmph!... There are times when I see you around me all day, when you tell me that other women make you uncomfortable. But then, I find you talking to that Culiana. What about me? Did you think it will not bother me even if you go around discussing work with her...?"
