Getting spoiled in a woman dominating world-Chapter 438: The Aftermath [3]
In the morning, Brandon was lying on his back in the wide bed with the sheets tangled around their waists.
Florence was draped over him, her full breasts pillowed against his chest with one leg hooked over his hip.
Florence’s mouth moved over his lips, then trailed to the corner of his lips and his jaw. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞
She kissed there gently, then nuzzled, brushing her nose skin, breathing him in.
Brandon’s hand slid up her back, and he let out a soft chuckle.
"I’m surprised Aunt Rave woke up first and you’re still sucking up to me, Florence."
Florence laughed, nuzzling deeper into the crook of his neck, "Darling..."
At this time, Eira stepped in, wearing one of Brandon’s oversized black t-shirts that hung to mid-thigh.
She paused in the doorway "Mom, stop hogging him."
Florence lifted her head just enough to glance over her shoulder and her lips curved in a lazy smile "Morning, Eira."
Eira quickly climbed onto the bed without hesitation.
She planted one foot on Florence’s hip and shoved, pushing her mother sideways.
Florence rolled off Brandon with an exaggerated yelp, laughing as she flopped onto her back beside him.
"Rude child,"
Eira ignored her and crawled straight onto Brandon’s chest instead.
He smiled up at her "Good morning, my cute little sunshine."
Then he paused and his fingers flexed slightly, feeling the smooth, bare skin beneath the hem.
"Wait, dear... You’re naked under the t-shirt?"
Eira nodded her head, and without another word, she grabbed the hem and peeled the shirt up slowly, letting the fabric drag across her skin.
Her breasts spilled free and she arched her back just a little, pushing them forward, offering the sight like a present.
Brandon smiled wryly "It’s snowing outside and you’re here walking around naked under my shirt."
Eira chuckled and let the hem fall back down so the shirt covered her again.
She immediately collapsed forward, nuzzling into his neck, "Exactly," she murmured against his throat.
"It’s snowing... so I need to stay inside... and stay warm... and you’re very warm."
They took their time.
---
Brandon stepped down the stairs slowly, and the house was quiet except for the soft murmur of voices from the living room and the distant clink of dishes in the kitchen.
He rounded the corner and saw Elize and Naevora sitting on the couch with mugs of coffee in their hands.
Brandon dropped onto the couch beside Naevora, and she shifted slightly so their arms rested together.
Elize glanced up at him and reached over Naevora’s lap to ruffle Brandon’s hair with casual affection.
"I’ll make more coffee. You two talk."
She walked toward the kitchen, and Brandon watched her go for a moment, then turned to Naevora.
She was already looking at him, and with a smile, he asked quitely "What are you going to do from now on?"
Naevora raised an eyebrow, then looked down at the mug cradled between her palms.
"I’m just going to continue doing what I was doing," she said simply. "My current life was never dependent on my mother anyway."
She paused, her thumb tracing the rim of the ceramic "I’ve grown out of the chains of the Noble House."
A soft sigh escaped her lips "It’s just... I feel free. And lighter. Now that she’s gone."
"I spent most of my life trying to outrun her shadow. Now I can say that I am happy..."
Brandon wondered if Elize told Naevora about everything that happened in Slovakia.
Keeping his smile, he leaned his head on her shoulder "Than I am also happy for you."
Her gaze softened upon hearing his words.
Taking a sip of her coffee, she muttered "Now I wonder how other Great Noble Houses will react."
"And since Bleaufort House is also stepping down... Five Great Noble Houses is going to be Three Great Noble Houses."
"Or maybe some other ambitious family will claw their way up to fill the empty seats and make it five again."
"Well, that’s none of my concern anyway."
Brandon stayed silent for a moment and she turned her head to look at him "Also I am leaving today."
Hm? He glanced up at her "Why not just stay here?"
With a shake of her head, she replied "No, I am just your master, and the people here are very close to you..."
"It would be inappropriate to be here with you."
He tilted his head faintly "Well I don’t just consider you just as my Master... I think you are someone very close to me."
Hearing his honest words, Naevora blushed faintly and gently swatted his shoulder "I know, I know... but still I don’t think it would be good to stay here with you."
As Brandon was about to speak again-
"BRAN!"
Elena burst into the living room at full sprint, her socks sliding a little on the hardwood, and Brandon raised his hand just in time.
*plah* Elena slapped her palm against his in a perfect high-five "You’re back!"
Before he could even lower his arm, she grabbed his hand with both of hers "Come on, we are clearing the snow outside; come and help us."
Brandon let himself be pulled to his feet "Alright, alright,"
Naevora watched them go with a fond smile tugging at her lips.
Outside, the snow had fallen thick, blanketing the front yard, the long driveway, and the stone path leading to the gate.
Dhayun, Yverine, and Jiyeon were already hard at work, clearing the snow.
Elena released Brandon’s hand the second they stepped onto the porch.
Brandon smiled and stepped down into the yard.
He grabbed one of the spare shovels leaning against the railing and joined Dhayun on the main path.
---
It was already evening.
The sky had turned into a deep indigo color, streaked with the last dying threads of orange along the horizon.
Street lamps along the driveway glowed soft amber, their light pooling on the fresh powder.
Brandon stood on the doorstep with his hands in the pockets of his dark coat, his breath fogging faintly in the crisp air, as he watched Naevora’s car idled at the end of the short path.
Naevora sat in the driver’s seat, and Elena had a scarf wrapped twice around her neck.
Tucking her head out, she waved her hand wildly.
"See you tomorrow at the Academy, Bran!"
Brandon chuckled and waved back.
Elena stuck her tongue out, then ducked back inside.
Naevora leaned across the seat slightly and met Brandon’s gaze over Elena’s head with a small smile on her face.
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Standing in the living room, Elize looked at the people sitting around her on the couches.
The fire in the hearth crackled softly, throwing warm orange light across everyone’s faces.
Brandon, Florence, Ravene, Eira, Dhayun, Yverine, and Jiyeon were sitting with Yverine sitting on Brandon’s lap.
With a soft breath, Elize muttered "Some... very important things happened back in Slovakia, and I want to tell you guys."
