Getting spoiled in a woman dominating world-Chapter 358: Darling?
The soft murmur of conversation filled the noble guest house’s hall, which is situated close to the cemetery where family members are gathered now.
Evening sunlight streamed in through the tall arched windows, painting warm streaks of gold across the polished marble floor and the velvet drapes.
Florence sat elegantly at the far end of the room, and beside her, Elize spoke in a calm tone, and Ravene also chimed in now and then with her casual humor, earning faint smiles from both of them.
Across the room, Eira sat with Dhayun, Yverine, and Jiyeon.
The four girls were talking in hushed voices, smiling and chuckling among themselves.
Off to the side, Kiera sat apart from everyone and was focused on her mobile.
The door to the hall creaked open.
Charlotte stepped in first, her black heels clicking softly against the floor.
Just behind her, Brandon entered the hall, and some of the women turned their heads, smiling faintly.
Charlotte turned to look at him and spoke "I will be upstairs."
With that, she walked past them and went upstairs.
Brandon stood there for a brief moment before his eyes found Eira across the room.
She blinked in surprise, then smiled brightly and waved him over "Brandon!"
He returned her smile and walked toward her, and as he reached the group, the girls shifted a bit to make space for him.
But instead of taking a separate seat, he simply leaned down, slid an arm around Eira’s waist, and effortlessly lifted her into his lap.
"Hey-" She squeaked softly, her cheeks reddening as the other three girls giggled.
Hugging her waist tightly, Brandon placed her comfortably on his lap.
On the other side of the room, Florence looked over from her seat with a faint smile tugging at the corners of her lips.
Brandon also met her gaze and smiled faintly, making her blush a little.
Ravene noticed the subtle interaction and smiled dryly in her heart.
As the conversation continued, the evening deepened.
Florence brushed a strand of blonde hair behind her ear as she rose from her seat. "Let me ask someone to bring tea, coffee, and perhaps a few light snacks."
"Everyone must be hungry by now."
Elize smiled up at her. "That would be lovely."
Ravene, lounging comfortably, waved a lazy hand "Get something sweet too. I could use the sugar."
Florence chuckled faintly, "Of course."
Brandon, who had been sitting across the room chatting with Eira, Dhayun, Jiyeon and Yverine, turned at the sound of her voice.
His gaze followed her as she stood "Florence, wait. I’ll come with you."
The room went still for half a second, and everyone turned their heads to Brandon.
Florence paused mid-step and turned her head just enough to glance at him over her shoulder.
"No, Darling... don’t worry, I can handle it."
Darling? Everyone reacted hearing the soft, lovely tone she used to address him.
Florence stiffened as she realized her own words.
Brandon rubbed the back of his neck, unsure what to say. "Alright," he murmured finally, lowering his gaze.
Florence gave a small nod, and her eyes flickered briefly toward him again, almost apologetically, before she walked out of the hall.
When she was gone, the women looked at each other.
Yverine leaned back on the couch "Well, well..."
She tilted her head, her dark eyes gleaming with interest "That sounded a little too familiar, don’t you think?"
Even Eira’s cheeks puffed slightly as she looked at Brandon, clearly asking for answers.
Brandon smiled wryly, scratching the back of his head "You girls think too much," he said lightly, trying to brush it off.
The light tension hung in the air for a moment longer until Elize finally spoke up, "Kael, why don’t you go upstairs and bring Charlotte down? She’s been up there long enough."
Brandon turned to her, recognizing the rescue she was offering "Right... yeah, I’ll do that."
He glanced at Eira and brushed his hand over her cheek with a smile "I’ll be back in a minute."
"Mm," Eira nodded, though her eyes lingered on him longer than usual. "Go on."
Brandon stood, gently lifting her from his lap and setting her back onto the seat.
The others watched him go in silence.
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Brandon reached upstairs, and looking around, she was not there.
’Did she go to the roof?’
His gaze drifted toward the narrow staircase leading to the roof.
He pushed the door open, and as he stepped out, a gust of wind brushed past him.
The evening was calm, and the horizon burned faint orange where the last light of the sun bled into the clouds.
Charlotte stood near the railing, leaning back slightly against the cold metal, one hand in her pocket, the other holding a cigarette between her fingers.
She had taken her coat off, leaving her in a white shirt.
Wisps of her blonde hair fluttered across her cheek as she exhaled a thin ribbon of smoke into the breeze.
When she turned her head and noticed him, her lips curved into a small, easy smile."Kael..."
He walked toward her "What are you doing up here?"
Charlotte chuckled, flicking the ash away "Needed a breather."
Brandon laughed quietly, closing the distance between them.
Without warning, he slipped his arms around her from behind and pulled her close.
Charlotte stiffened slightly in surprise, the cigarette wavering in her hand. "Eh? Kael?" she murmured, glancing over her shoulder.
He leaned his chin against her shoulder, softly brushing his cheek against hers.
The warmth of his breath mingled with the cool evening air. "Elize asked you to come downstairs for coffee."
Charlotte looked down at the cigarette between her fingers, exhaled a small sigh, and then crushed it out against the railing.
Glancing up, she muttered "The sky is beautiful, isn’t it?"
Following her gaze, he saw the drifting sun in the distance "It is."
His gaze softened, and his lips found the curve of her neck pressing a faint kiss just below her ear.
Charlotte blinked, a quiet laugh escaping her and she raised a hand to caress his cheek, "Are you planning on giving hickeys again?"
He hugged her closer "Is it a bad thing?"
His fingers moved to the top button of her shirt, deftly loosening it.
The fabric parted just enough to reveal the pale column of her throat and the delicate hollow above her collarbone.
Charlotte was startled for a moment, but she didn’t pull away. Instead, she tilted her head, offering silent permission.
Brandon pulled the shirt a little lower, exposing more skin to the cool air.
He leaned down and pressed his lips over her collarbone before he closed his mouth over it.
A gentle bite, then slow, deliberate suction.
Charlotte’s fingers curled against his cheek as heat bloomed beneath his mouth.
He held the pressure just long enough for the mark to form.
He pulled back an inch, admiring it in the light, then moved higher, to the sensitive spot just below her jaw.
Another hickey...
Charlotte’s eyes fluttered, and a soft sound escaped her lips as the second hickey bloomed, darker this time.
With a satisfied chuckle, he murmured "I like this hickey game..."
As he spoke, he gently pulled her shirt, which was tucked into her pants.
The hem slid free from her pants with a soft rustle, exposing her midriff to the evening air.
Charlotte’s green eyes trembled, and the blue and yellow energies within them were swirling.
She didn’t stop him and let him continue.
The blush on her face deepened as he gently slid his hand into her shirt, gently caressing her waist.
He caressed her slowly, brushing his thumb against the curve of her hipbone, splaying his fingers across the soft plane of her stomach.
Charlotte closed her eyes for a moment, leaning back fully into his chest
In recent days, Brandon has become a lot more closer to her, both physically and emotionally.
Her heartbeat increased erratically, feeling his fingers squeezing her bare waist.
Looking at her reactions, Brandon’s gaze softened.
After hearing everything from Elize, he has decided to go all out with Charlotte. No more hesitation and no more holding back.
Placing a faint kiss on her ear, he murmured "We should go downstairs."
Charlotte who was still enjoying his touch, shook her head "No, stay with me a bit longer."
Smiling, he nodded "Mm, alrighty."
