Supreme Spouse System.

Chapter 12 - Whispers Beneath the Moonlight.

Whispers Beneath the Moonlight

As the final document was signed and the last seal pressed, Leon leaned back in his chair, exhaling deeply. The sky outside had already dimmed into shades of indigo, with the soft glow of moonlight spilling through the tall windows of his study.

”This is... exhausting,” he muttered in his mind rotating his shoulders to ease the tension.

He stood up, stretching his long frame, and turned toward Aria, who had been standing silently behind him like a proper attendant—but even in her stillness, she radiated quiet warmth.

Without warning, Leon stepped forward and gently pulled her into his arms.

She gasped, eyes widening as her cheek brushed against his chest. ”M-My Lord?”

Leon smiled, a flicker of amusement and something deeper dancing in his golden eyes. ”Now that the dayʼs work is done... I believe we were interrupted earlier in afternoon.”

A soft, startled breath escaped her lips. Her cheeks, usually so composed, flushed a delicate pink as she placed a hesitant hand against his chest. ”You should rest, my Lord... You must be tired.”

Leon lowered his head slightly, his breath brushing the shell of her ear. ”I am tired. If you donʼt believe me, perhaps I should show you just how much energy I have.”

She stared into his gaze, and for a heartbeat, the stoic mask she always wore cracked.

Before Leon could speak again, she pressed her lips against his.

It was quick—just a kiss, tentative but full of emotion. Her lips were warm and trembling, her body taut in his arms. He surprised, startled not by the kiss itself, but by the fact that she initiated it.

Aria pulled away almost instantly, her face now a glowing shade of crimson.

”I—I have duties to attend to as a head maid, my Lord,” she stammered, voice tight and rushed. ”Please excuse me!”

And with that, she turned and rushed out the door like a startled rabbit.

Leon stood there, stunned. She her running like rabbit. Then he chuckled under his breath, golden eyes gleaming with delight. ”You tricky little maid... you ran away. But if not today—then tomorrow, Iʼll catch you for good the, pin you down my body and make you mine.”

He looked up at the moonlight filtering through the windows, his mood lifted despite the dayʼs toil. Then his thoughts drifted.

Rias. That crimson-haired beauty... his daughter who have daddy complex. How he thinks her ... perhaps she waited for me in my room.

With his heart pounding—not from lust alone, but from anticipation and curiosity—Leon exited his study and walked through the dim halls of the mansion, each step echoing in the silence.

He reached his chambers and opened the door.

And froze.

His breath hitched.

Candlelight danced over the room, casting golden shadows across the floor. On the bed, covered only by a thin sheet, lay Rias—her crimson hair cascading around her like molten silk. Her delicate hands covered her chest and womanhood, but it was more of a tease than protection. Her red eyes met his, glowing with a mix of defiance, desire, and something even more dangerous—acceptance.

”Daddy...” she whispered.

Leonʼs heart thundered.

But he didnʼt move. Not yet.

He took in the scene—his mind racing, his body reacting, but more than that... something stirred deeper. This wasnʼt just seduction.