Chapitre 48: We are lovers, aren't we?

Esme awkwardly shifted on the bed, her eyes wide open as she glanced at the thick curtain, wondering whether the person on the other side was awake or sleeping. 

She could not believe that she gave in to his wild demand of her staying here. Her Aunt will probably hang her upside down if she came to know that she is living in one room with a man. 

Aleister was adamant on this, and she knew he won't hesitate in putting her in a cage if she disagreed. Moreover, the man unabashedly claimed that she must have some wrong intentions towards him for which she was hesitating on staying with him. What wrong intentions could she possibly have?

But for Esme, her life came first. She was scared of going back to the room and closing her eyes there, not knowing where she would wake up the next time she opened them.

A few days only... It should not be too much to deal with and by the time she will go back, her Aunt also won't know.