Getting spoiled in a woman dominating world-Chapter 157: A small encounter

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The low hum of the car’s engine faded into silence as Brandon pulled into the garage, his body still lightly glistening with sweat from the volleyball match.

He opened the door and stepped out, as the cooler air of the early evening greeted his skin.

He exhaled slowly, rolling his shoulders and stretching his neck.

The dusky amber light of the setting sun spilled across the courtyard, brushing over the cobblestones.

He made his way through the courtyard, pushing open the side door to the house.

"Aunt Elize?" he called out casually as he stepped in, but there was no answer.

A frown crept onto his face. "Did they go out...?"

He sighed and made his way further into the house, instinctively heading toward Elize’s room.

Pushing the door open with a tired grunt, he stepped inside and stretched his arms high above his head, "First... I need to sit down and cool off."

He tossed his shirt lazily onto a nearby chair, revealing his toned torso streaked lightly with sweat.

With slow, tired steps, he made his way toward the bathroom, already imagining the cool splash of water against his face and the blessed relief of rinsing off the heat.

His hand pushed the door open without a second thought.

And then-

He froze.

Inside, Charlotte was standing with a towel draped over ner neck.

Droplets of water clung to her shoulders, sliding down her spine as she continued drying her hair.

The light of the bathroom caught the fine edges of her collarbones, the graceful slope of her neck.

Brandon’s brain stopped functioning for a moment.

Charlotte turned her head slightly, strands of hair clinging to her cheek as she looked at him "Brandon?"

As she turned around, Brandon got a full view of her body.

Her plump breasts adorned with cute red nipples, her hourglass body and the faint trace of blonde pubic hair near her groin.

"Ah—!" he finally stammered and his eyes darted up instinctively toward the ceiling as he half-spun around. "Sorry! I didn’t think anyone was...!"

Charlotte just continued brushing her hair and asked in her usual calm voice "So you just barge into a bathroom without knocking?"

Letting out a soft sigh, he muttered "Since I called Aunt Elize and she didn’t reply, I thought the house is empty."

He was unsure whether to apologize again or melt into the floor from embarrassment.

Brushing her hair, she murmured "I should’ve locked the door, so I’m partially to blame."

Charlotte’s eyes glowed faintly in blue and she stopped brushing her hair to look at Brandon.

"That reminds me, Kael, did you get leads on who tried to attack you that day at Church capital."

Brandon tried to look at her, but his gaze inadvertently fell on her breasts.

However, he controlled himself to look into her eyes "No big leads; someone has used that woman’s dead body as a puppet..."

"Our only clue was the black stone inside her and I have told them to research about that."

His gaze lingered on her abdomen and saw her genesis mark etched on her six packs.

’Hot...’

That was the only thought in his mind as he looked at her.

Charlotte’s gaze squinted in thought "Black stone? Do you have any pictures of that?"

"Uh yeah."

He slid his hand into his pocket and retrieved the mobile.

Charlotte walked to him, brushing his arm against hers as she looked at his mobile.

Brandon blinked in surprise and looked at her beautiful neck and her luscious breasts, water trickling down her body.

But he shook his head and showed her the picture of the stone he found in that woman’s body.

Charlotte’s eyes narrowed looking at the black crystal in the picture "I see... send that picture to me."

She raised her hand, patted his shoulder "I will look into that."

Hearing this, he smiled faintly and gave a nod.

Charlotte walked back to the side and took her underwear.

Raising her legs one after another, she gently put on her blue panties.

Then, she reached for a matching blue bra, the straps dangling loosely as she positioned it over her breasts, her fingers deftly clasping the hook behind her back.

She adjusted the bra, smoothing the straps over her shoulders and took the towel to leave the room.

She walked past him, but stopped "Your are sweaty... go and bathe."

Nodding his head, he replied "Hmm, yeah."

The door closed behind him, and a yellow glint passed through Charlotte’s eyes.

She raised her hand and clutched her neck, crushing it slightly "Don’t you ever try to touch my Kael..."

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As Brandon sank into the soft cushions of the living room couch, the creak of the front door echoed through the house.

He leaned back, a small sigh escaping his lips, the exhaustion of the day finally catching up to him.

"Oh, Kael... you’re back,"

He lifted his head just in time to see Elize stepping inside, followed closely by Ravene.

Ravene’s gaze softened the moment she saw him.

The weariness in her posture melted away, replaced with a glow of tenderness and she quickly reached him, sitting on his lap.

"Dear," she whispered tenderly.

She leaned forward to kiss him and he reciprocated the kiss, sucking on her lips sweetly.

Looking at them, Elize forced a small smile "Kael, I will go and prepare something for you to drink." she said with a nod before disappearing into the kitchen.

Brandon turned his attention back to Ravene, his hands finding her hips before sliding lower to rest on her ass.

His fingers pressed gently, squeezing through the soft fabric of her skirt, and he felt her shift slightly in his lap, a quiet hum of escaping her lips.

"Did you enjoy your day with Eira?"

He squeezed her ass and nodded his head "Hm, it was very fun."

Ravene giggled, her cheeks brushing his as she leaned into his neck.

Her lips grazed the side of his neck, and she inhaled deeply, her voice dropping to a sultry murmur "Good to hear that, Haa. You smell fucking nice, dear. I can masturbate just to your smell."

She took another soft inhale of his scent "Yeah, next time... give me your underwear; I can put it in my collection of masturbation."

Brandon smiled dryly and looked at her "You might be a bigger pervert than me."

She licked her lips and murmured "It just feels so good to masturbate to you."

With a grin, she leaned forward to kiss his cheek "Anyway, Husband... I will go and freshen up. I am quite tired after all of the shopping."

He nodded his head and she got down from his lap.

As she stood, he couldn’t resist the impulse and raised his hand, delivering a playful spank to her ass before his fingers lingered, giving her cheeks a tender squeeze.

Ravene gasped in surprise and then she huffed "Naughty Husband," she scolded, turning to shoot him a look.

Her cheeks flushed faintly, and she swatted at his hand.

With a final, teasing glance over her shoulder, she walked toward the hallway, her hips swaying just enough to make him chuckle as she disappeared around the corner.

Brandon stretched, his muscles still faintly sore from the volleyball match, and stood up, the couch creaking softly beneath him.

Curious, he went to the kitchen to check on Elize.

Elize stood there with her back to him, her silhouette framed by the soft steam rising from the pot.

Her hair was still slightly disheveled from her day out, a few strands escaping her bun, and she hummed softly to herself.

He approached quietly, a smile tugging at his lips as he slid up behind her.

Without a word, he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her gently against his chest in a warm hug.

His cheek pressed against hers as his jaw brushed her soft skin, and he felt her relax into him, her body molding to his with an easy familiarity.

Elize giggled and her hand rose to caress his cheek, her gentle fingers playing with his cheek "Kael..."

He tightened his hug, nuzzling his cheek against hers, "I saw that Charlotte’s back," he said, as he rested his chin lightly on her shoulder.

His hands rested comfortably on her hips, his fingers tracing idle patterns through the fabric of her blouse.

Elize sighed as she leaned back into his arms. "Hmm, she had a little free time, so she came by,"

Her hand lingered on his cheek, her thumb brushing gently against his jaw as she tilted her head to glance at him "It’s nice to have her around, even if it’s just for a bit."

Brandon’s lips curved into a faint smile, and he reached up, his fingers gently grasping her chin. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

He tilted her head toward him, his eyes meeting hers for a brief moment.

Then he leaned in, his lips capturing hers in a soft, tender kiss.

"Eh?" Elize’s eyes widened but then she remembered what she did yesterday and melted into the kiss as she closed her eyes.

Her lips moved against his, returning the affection of the kiss.

Her hand slid from his cheek to the back of his neck, her fingers tangling in his hair as she leaned into him.

She unconsciously sucked on his lips ’It was supposed to be a small peck... to show that we are close like a family. But when did it become a genuine kiss?’

He pulled back slowly, his lips lingering near hers for a moment before he nuzzled deeper into the crook of her neck, "Aunt Elize..." he murmured, carrying a weight of affection that made her heart skip.

His arms tightened around her, pulling her closer, and he buried his face against her neck, inhaling the faint scent of her.

Elize’s breath hitched, and she let out a soft, happy sigh, her body relaxing fully in his arms.

In that moment, in his arms, she felt she was his favourite and he loves her more than Ravene.

Her hand slid down to rest on his arm, her fingers squeezing gently as she savored the closeness.

"You’re too much, Kael,"

She turned slightly in his arms, just enough to meet his gaze, "Sneaking up on me like this... what’s gotten into you?"

Brandon chuckled, his lips brushing her neck in a fleeting, teasing kiss before he pulled back to look at her. "Just felt like it," he said, his hands still resting on her hips.

"You’re always taking care of everyone else. Figured I’d remind you you’re appreciated too."

Her cheeks flushed faintly, and she shook her head, though the smile on her lips betrayed her delight. "Flatterer," she murmured, but her hand lingered on his arm, as if reluctant to break the contact.

She turned back to the stove, stirring the milk with a wooden spoon.

The pot on the stove bubbled softly, the milk sending up curls of steam that mingled with the kitchen’s warm light.

Brandon’s arms remained loosely around her, his chin resting on her shoulder as he watched her work. "What’s this for, anyway?" he asked as he nodded toward the pot.

"Hot chocolate," Elize muttered as she glanced at him.

"Figured you and Ravene could use something sweet after your day. And Charlotte, too."

Brandon’s smile widened "You’re too good to us, Aunt Elize. But don’t think I’m letting you do all the work. I’ll help with the mugs."

She laughed and swatted at his arm playfully. "Oh, now you’re helpful? Go on, then, grab the cocoa powder from the pantry. And maybe some marshmallows, if we’ve got any left."

He grinned, reluctantly stepping back from the hug but not before pressing one last kiss to her cheek, "Yes, ma’am,"

Elize watched him go, her hand lingering where his had been, a quiet smile playing on her lips as she turned back to the stove.

Her eyes darkened slightly "Hmm, I am his favorite..."