Getting spoiled in a woman dominating world-Chapter 378: Family

"Yes, Master..."

Her voice on the other end was soft and obedient.

"That’s good to hear," Brandon muttered, walking slowly across the courtyard tiles.

The late evening sky was streaked orange and violet, and the air was cool enough that his breath carried a faint fog when he exhaled.

He tilted his head back, staring at the sky and from the phone, Seonhwa’s voice came again, "Master... when are you returning? It’s... boring without you here."

Brandon let out a low laugh "Boring, huh? I will be back soon. I am just handling some things at the academy."

A soft sigh filtered through the speaker. "I understand... just don’t forget you have a maid waiting. Okay?"

"Yeah, yeah," he replied with a smile. "I’m not forgetting you."

Right then, he felt a pair of arms slip around his waist from behind.

Her familiar scent wrapped around him before Florence’s voice did "Mhm. Talking sweetly to someone again?"

Her chin rested lightly on his shoulder, and Brandon finally turned his head, catching a glimpse of her blonde hair and playful expression.

"Alright, Seonhwa," he murmured into the phone. "We’ll talk later."

"Yes, Master."

And then the call ended.

Brandon lowered the phone and slid it into his pocket before turning fully to face Florence.

"Dear..." he greeted softly.

Florence tightened her arms around him slightly and tilted her head just enough to meet his gaze with narrowed eyes.

"So, who is Seonhwa? A new secret lover? An affair I should know about?"

Brandon laughed under his breath and lifted a hand to stroke her cheek, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear.

"She’s my maid at the Church of Rhéanne. That’s all."

Florence hummed, unconvinced "Mhm. And she calls you Master. How innocent."

"It’s been weeks since I last visited. She called because she’s worried."

Florence stared at him for a moment longer and he leaned forward, pecking her lips.

Giggling under her breath, she kissed his lips.

Florence pulled back from the kiss first and her lips were still warm and slightly swollen, her soft breath hitting against his cheek as she mumbled...

"I was just watching videos of your Academy tournament..."

Oh? He pinched her cheek gently "Did you see how amazing your Husband was?"

With a chuckle, she nodded "Yeah, Yeah... I saw that. Also, my daughter, she did really well."

Nodding his head, he replied "Yeah, I was also surprised to see our daughter like that."

Eh? ’Our daughter?’ Florence couldn’t help but giggle "Don’t call her ’daughter’ in front of her. She would get mad and even punch you."

Hugging her tighter, he murmured "I guess so, but she is my daughter..."

She raised her arms and wrapped them around his neck "Hmm, that’s true."

"...But," she breathed, brushing her thumb along his jawline, "I also want a real daughter with you."

Hm? Brandon went still for a moment and she leaned forward "What do you say Husband... I am sure I can bear another one."

Her fingers curled gently into the fabric of his shirt.

Brandon exhaled slowly, his thumb brushing her waist and his gaze dropped to her lips, then to her eyes.

"Florence..."

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Eira rushed downstairs and glanced around before reaching the kitchen.

There she saw Elize and Yverine chatting with each other "Aunt Elize, where is Brandon?"

Turning to her, Elise spoke. "Oh... I saw him earlier in the courtyard with Florence a couple minutes ago. They were... busy."

Hearing this, Yverine choked on her tea and smiled under her lips.

Hearing this, Eira placed her hands on her hips "Oh he is with that vixen. I am sure if she is hogging him again-"

As she walked to the courtyard, she heard some familiar sounds.

*plah* *plah*

"Haangh~... Aangh~..."

The courtyard was bathed in pale evening light, and there against the far wall, half-hidden beneath trailing vines...

Florence was bent forward with her palms braced against the cool wall and her ass was riding up.

Her dress was rucked up around her waist and her blonde hair had come half-undone, spilling over one shoulder in a wild cascade.

Brandon was standing behind her with one hand gripping Florence’s hip hard enough to leave marks whil his other hand was tangled in her hair, guiding her head back so her throat was exposed to the evening air.

The light painted every flex of muscle along his forearms as he drove his dick into her pussy again and again, which ended with the lewd slap of his hips meeting her ass.

"Nghh~... Anghh..."

Brandon leaned over her, pressing his chest to her back, and brushed his mouth to the shell of her ear.

Whatever he said made Florence whimper and push back against him harder, chasing the next thrust like she’d die without it.

Eira stood there dumbfounded as she stared at her mom’s lewd face ’...These two.’

She walked to them and Brandon turned his head with a smile "Oh, look who’s here, darling."

"Hnngh..." With half-lidded eyes from pleasure, Florence raised her head and looked at her daughter.

"E-Eira.."

-_- Eira gave her mother a deadpan look and crossed her arms "There are so many rooms in the house, and you two choose the courtyard like horny teenagers?"

"Urgh..." Brandon let out a grunt of pleasure and muttered "Florence, your insides got even tighter... are you excited because Eira is watching?"

Florence tried to hide her face in the crook of her arm, but Brandon’s hand in her hair gently tugged her head back, forcing her to stay exposed.

Her cheeks flushed crimson with her lips swollen and parted, and eyes glassy with pleasure and shame.

"Eira-" Florence tried again, but her voice cracked on a moan when Brandon angled just right and hit that spot inside her that turned her spine to liquid and made her eyes roll back. "I-we- AANGH~"

Her knees buckled; only Brandon’s arm locked around her waist kept her upright.

"Shh," Brandon murmured against her ear. "You’re squeezing me so perfectly right now. As for Eira, she is just jealous."

Eira’s eyebrow twitched "I’m not jealous. I’m embarrassed for both of you."

With that, she turned her head away, but then she slowly turned her eyes and saw the pleasurable look on her mother’s face.

Looking at her, Brandon chuckled and reached out, pulling her to him "Come here."

Eira’s chin jerked up, "I said I’m not-"

"Don’t be so grumpy,"

One gentle pull and she stumbled forward until she was close enough for him to slide his hand to her back and pull her flush against his side.

"Nngh~" Florence made a tiny, dazed sound at the shift in angle but didn’t protest as she clung weakly to the wall.

Turning to Eira, he kissed her lips softly and Eira closed her eyes with a sigh before kissing him back.

"Bastard..."

Florence managed to lift her head just enough to look at her daughter through heavy lashes and a weak, sheepish smile curved her lips.

"...Hi, sweetheart."

Eira made a strangled sound somewhere between a laugh and a groan, then dropped her forehead against Brandon’s shoulder, hiding her burning face.

"I hate you both."

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Yverine entered the hall with a teacup and saw Brandon scrolling on his mobile.

Placing the cup in front of his table, she moved to sit on his lap "What are you looking at? Seems like you are focused on your mobile."

As she sat on his lap, he hugged her waist, pulling her closer "Just looking at the chat group, people are sharing the footage of the tournament..."

With a smile, she spoke "Well, everyone is really excited to see your match. I was hearing gossip in my class too."

With a dry smile, he replied "Well, that’s expected. Also Yve, who did you get paired with?"

She reached up, gathering her hair and tying it lazily into a loose ponytail.

The motion exposed the elegant line of her neck and the faint pink hickey near her collarbone, which he gave earlier.

"Third-years don’t get random pairings. We can choose partners. So naturally, I picked Dhayun."

Oh. He gave a faint nod upon hearing this, and she asked "Are you planning to fight seniors too?"

Smiling, he replied "Yeah."

Upon hearing this, she grinned "So there’s a chance we might face each other in the arena. I won’t go easy on you."

Hearing this, he chuckled and pinched her lips before pulling her and placing a kiss on her lips.

She let out a chuckle and took the tea from the table "Here, drink it first..."

Brandon accepted the cup and he took a slow sip, letting it sit on his tongue before swallowing.

Yverine watched him with a little smile, one leg crossed over the other as she stayed perched comfortably on his lap.

"So?" she asked, tilting her head slightly. "Good?"

He gave a nod "Perfect."

She hummed proudly "Of course. I made it. Aunt Elize taught me..."

His gaze softened and he took another sip of the tea before letting out a contended sigh "Haa..."