Getting spoiled in a woman dominating world

The low hum of the car engine faded into silence as the vehicle glided gently through the rain-soaked streets.

Raindrops streaked down the window glass like soft trails of tears.

Brandon sat quietly in the backseat, resting his cheek against his knuckles, watching the scenery pass by in silence.

His eyes followed a single raindrop as it traced a crooked path down the windowpane before vanishing into the trim.

Florence was already dropped off at her hotel earlier.

Now, it was just him and Charlotte, alone again, as the soft lull of rain accompanied them home.

From the front seat, Charlotte glanced into the rearview mirror "Is it cold?"

Brandon lifted his gaze from the window, catching her eyes through the mirror and showed a smile "No, it's alright."

Charlotte gave a soft hum and said nothing more.

When they finally reached home, the rain was still falling.

The garage door opened with a mechanical groan, welcoming them.

Charlotte shifted the gear into park and stepped out, her heels making soft clicks against the concrete floor.

Brandon followed a moment later, shutting the door behind him with a muted thunk.

He turned to her and smiled softly "Good night, Big Sister."

Charlotte nodded once, "Mhm. Night."

But before she could step away, Brandon walked to her and gently wrapped his arms around her.

His warmth pressed against her chest as his hands found her waist, his cheek briefly brushing her shoulder.

"Thank you for accompanying me tonight," he said quietly, whispering in her ear.

Charlotte stiffened slightly in his embrace, caught off-guard by the unexpected hug.

Her hands hovered in the air for a moment in hesitation.

But after that moment of tension, she sighed and brought her arms up around him.

Her fingers curled lightly into the back of his coat, resting against the warmth of his shoulder blades.

It felt... safe.

Then, just as she began to settle into the hug, Brandon slowly pulled back.

His face was only inches from hers now, before he leaned in and gently pressed his lips to her cheek.

It was a simple kiss.

But for Charlotte, it felt like everything.

Feeling the softness of his lips against her cheek, Charlotte blinked in surprise and her whole brain short-circuited for a second.

This is not the first time he kissed her on cheek, he did it once in Chapter 88 and another one right now.

But for 'her', this is the first kiss she is getting from Brandon.

Her 'blue eyes' trembled as she felt the warmth of his lips against her cheeks and she slowly closed her eyes for a moment, enjoying the moment.

Pulling back from the kiss, he smiled warmly "Later, Big Sister."

With that, he stepped out of the garage and walked to the house.

Meanwhile, Charlotte stood there with closed eyes, thinking about his kiss.

Her fingers twitched at her sides, like they wanted to reach out, to hold onto that moment for a second longer.

The blush on her face crept slowly... beginning at her cheeks, then spreading like fire to the tips of her ears and she slowly leaned on the car for support.

Her eyes turned dark, filled with obsession 'My sweet little Kael kissed me...'

'He kissed me...'

'He kissed me...'

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Brandon stepped into the home with some drizzling raindrops on his head.

He shook his head slightly, sending a few raindrops scattering, and called out softly "Aunt Elize..."

"Kael?"

Hearing her voice from her room, he entered the room with a smile.

Elize stood up from her bed and walked up to him "You are back.."

She stepped closer, her hands reaching out to cup his face and her fingers were warm against his cold skin as she tilted his head slightly.

"Seems like you got wet in the rain," she teased, her lips curving into a gentle smile as her thumbs brushed away a stray raindrop from his cheek.

With a chuckle, he replied "Just a bit. Not much..."

She ruffled his hair playfully and asked "Did you have dinner there?"

He nodded his head "Of course, what about you and Aunt Rave?"

Elize smiled gently "Hmm, we already did and Ravene went to sleep early."

Brandon's smile widened, and he nodded faintly, his hands moving to the buttons of his tuxedo as he began to shrug it off, "I see. Then it's time for sleep, I guess."

He peeled the jacket off, revealing the crisp white dress shirt beneath, its cuffs slightly wrinkled from the night's events, and draped the jacket over a nearby chair.

Elize stepped closer, her hands reaching out to help, her fingers deftly unbuttoning the cuffs of his shirt.

"Yeah, sleep with me, dear,"

She pulled down the shirt, her hands brushing his arms as she pulled it off, leaving him half naked, revealing his chest and torso.

"Hmm," Brandon murmured as he crossed to the wardrobe and pulled out a pair of loose shorts.

He quickly removed his pants and wore the shorts, stretching his arms "Feels good to be out of that suit."

Elize sat on the edge of the bed, her blonde hair cascading over her shoulders "Come here, darling."

With a nod, he walked to the bed and slipped under the covers.

Elize lay down beside him, her nightgown rustling as she adjusted the covers and he moved closer to her, hugging her in his arms.

"Aunt Elize.."

He tightened his hug, his arms encircling her fully, his chest pressing against hers as he buried his face deeper, his lips brushing the soft skin of her neck "Haa... you are so warm."

She let out a chuckle and hugged him back "You are like a puppy, Kael. All wet from the rain and still clinging to me."

He raised his head to look at her face and leaned up to kiss her lips.

"And here I was thinking, why haven't you kissed me yet?" She gently closed her eyes and reciprocated the kiss, sucking on his lips tenderly.

Pulling back from the kiss, she looked into his eyes "Your lips are cold..."

He glanced down at her soft lips "Not yours."

With that, he again kissed her, his fingers squeezing her waist.

Elize's hands slid to his back, feeling the muscles of his back beneath her fingertips.

They pulled back again, their foreheads resting together as they looked at each other "Kissing me like that when you're supposed to be resting."

He again pecked her lips "You are too warm to resist."

She giggled and pinched his nose "Nowadays, you are sticking too much to me. You might love me more than Ravene."

Brandon let out a soft laugh, "Of course, I love my Aunt Elize the most and she is the best in the world."

Hearing this, her eyes crescented in happiness and she tilted her head playfully "Should I make it even warmer?"

Hm? He blinked in confusion and she reached out to grab the hem of her nightgown.

She slowly raised it above her head, letting her big breasts spill in front of him.

Brandon blinked in surprise, looking at the plump breasts in front of his eyes and the inviting red nipples.

Elize tugged a strand of her hair behind her ear and threw the nightgown to the floor "Now come on."

Without hesitation, Brandon buried his face into her boobs and squeezed his face deep into the warm plushies as a contented sigh escaped his lips.

Elize was a little surprised by his enthusiasm "Oh my, Kael..."

He cuddled his face and raised his arms, squeezing those breasts into his face.

"Now this is heaven."

He tilted his head, his lips brushing the soft skin of her chest as he pressed a kiss to her right breast.

Elize raised her thigh and wrapped it around his waist, pulling him even closer.

She looked down at the boy in her hands and her gaze squinted in thought 'The boy I promised to take care of...'

She had sworn to protect him, to nurture him, to be the family he needed in a world that is way too cruel.

She remembered Ravene's words 'I am the one who looks at him like a son? What does he think of me?'

Looking at him, her thoughts spiraled 'What's the difference between me and Ravene...?'

'We also kiss and cuddle naked like this, just like he does with Ravene.'

'But... what do I want?'

Does she want to be his family? Or does she want more, a love that mirrored Ravene's, a partnership that transcended the boundaries of their current bond?

'Is it... sex?'

She patted his head 'No, it is his love towards her. he loves me like a family, but he loves her like a wife...'

Elize's thoughts quieted, her gaze returning to Brandon and she leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead, "Sleep well, my darling,"

Brandon's arms tightened around her, a faint smile curving his lips as he murmured, "Night, Aunt Elize."

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Next day, the morning sun filtered through the quiet house.

Brandon was sitting at the dinner table eating his breakfast as he looked through the messages in his mobile.

A half-eaten plate of scrambled eggs, bacon, and a croissant sat before him, steam rising from a mug of black coffee at his elbow.

He scrolled through his messages, his thumb brushing the screen as he opened a thread from Naevora, her texts from last night popping up.

'Yo, brat, dungeon run tomorrow. Japan. Be ready by morning. Don't make me drag you.'

'This one's gonna be fun. Yve's in too.'

Brandon raised an eyebrow 'A dungeon in Japan...'

Seeing the word Japan, it reminded him of Yeon, as Florence said she is in Japan right now.

But he shook his head 'It's not like I will run into her there.'

Right?