Getting spoiled in a woman dominating world-Chapter 465: ...What?

The late-afternoon sun slanted through the tall windows of Esmery’s office.

Brandon is sitting on the edge of the desk with one leg dangled lazily over the side.

His phone was balanced on his thigh as he scrolled absently through the feed.

Beside him there is an open bowl of dark purple grapes.

Every few seconds he plucked one without looking, popped it between his lips, and chewed slowly.

The door opened with a soft click, and Esmery stepped inside but froze in surprise when she saw him.

"Brandon."

He lifted his head slowly and showed a smile.

Esmery shook her head and closed the door behind her.

"You just caused a ruckus in the Academy," she said, crossing the room as her heels clicked softly against the floor. "Again."

Brandon took one more slow scroll, then locked the phone and set it face-down beside the grape bowl.

She stopped directly in front of him and braced both palms on the wood to either side of his thighs, leaning in slightly.

"The Sytheria family people are very mad at you for humiliating their young miss in front of thousands of witnesses like that."

"There are already formal complaints filed with the council. Three separate ones. They’re demanding an inquiry into whether your... methods violated tournament conduct codes."

Brandon reached for another grape and chewed slowly. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

With a soft sigh, Esmery spoke "And while they’re busy screaming about honor... everyone else is very suspicious about your power level."

"You folded an S-rank awakener like she was a first-year sparring dummy. People are starting to whisper that maybe you’re actually an S rank or even SS rank awakener."

Brandon finally reached for the water bottle sitting beside the grape bowl.

He twisted the cap off and took two long, unhurried gulps.

"I see..."

Esmery stared at him for a moment.

Then she exhaled and turned sideways before hopping up to sit beside him on the edge, legs dangling next to his.

Brandon offered her the bowl of grapes without looking.

She plucked one and rolled it between her fingers.

"They’re going to push for a formal power assessment," she said quietly.

"They’re saying your performance today was ’anomalous.’ And I think the Council might even push the issue into the government’s attention, and they will scan your body to determine your rank."

Brandon’s gaze condensed slightly upon hearing this ’The Government huh...’

With a soft sigh, he replied "Let’s just see what happens... I am sure they won’t take rash decisions considering my influence right now."

"And they can’t really push my hand too."

Esmery’s gaze lowered "That’s true... you have the church behind you. Also Charlotte, who just destroyed a Noble House."

"Oh, that reminds me... the meeting and voting are this weekend. You will be there, right?"

Brandon nodded his head "Obviously... it’s our deal after all."

Her smile softened "Looking forward to it."

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Brandon lay sprawled along the long sectional couch with his head resting in Florence’s lap.

One of her hands moved in slow patterns through his strands in gentle, repetitive strokes that weren’t quite a massage and weren’t quite petting, but something perfectly in between.

He had his face turned inward and pressed his nose softly against the gentle curve of her abdomen.

Dhayun was sitting sideways at the far end of the couch, one leg tucked under her, while the other stretched along Brandon’s thighs.

She had both hands on his right calf, slowly massaging the muscles there.

Florence glanced down at him and her lips curled into a fond smile "You’re practically purring."

Brandon just pressed his face harder against her stomach as his nose nudged the soft give beneath her navel.

Dhayun let out a chuckle "He’s shameless when he’s tired. Look at him, right now he’s basically a lap cat."

Brandon shifted enough to hook one arm under Florence’s thigh and pull her a fraction closer, like he needed every possible inch of contact.

Florence exhaled a laugh "Comfy, darling?"

He didn’t answer, but she felt his nod on her abdomen.

Massaging his ankle, Dhayun asked "How does it feel?"

With a soft sigh, he mumbled "You are the best at massages, Noona."

Dhayun let out a giggle upon hearing his compliment and continued her massage.

Florence turned to her and muttered "Then Dhayun, massage my head too later... sometimes I have been getting mild headaches for the past two days."

Dhayun nodded her head "Surely, Aunt Florence."

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Moonlight slipped through the half-open curtains into the bedroom.

Brandon slept in the center while Florence lay on his left with one full breast pressed warmly against his ribs.

Eira was on his right with her leg thrown across both of his thighs.

But suddenly Florence stirred as her lashes fluttered once and a small frown creased her brow.

She blinked fully awake and became aware of the faint, familiar ache low in her belly.

Carefully, so as not to wake the others, she eased herself backward, moving her body away from Brandon’s side.

The moment her breasts lifted from his chest, the sudden cool air against his skin made him murmur something incoherent and shift in protest.

"...Florence?"

She froze for a second, then gently touched his cheek. "Shh. Go back to sleep, darling."

But he was already blinking and gently looked up atFlorence.

Florence sat up fully, and the sheet pooled around her waist, leaving her breasts bare.

She reached down between her thighs, her fingers brushing the soft skin of her crotch.

When she lifted her hand again, she saw a dark trail of blood glistening on her fingertips.

H-Huh? Brandon’s eyes widened and he sat up so fast the mattress bounced. "F-Florence? What happened?"

Florence stared at her stained fingers for a second, and her gaze trembled.

She slipped off the bed and walked naked across the floor to the en-suite bathroom. before closing the door behind her.

Brandon stared at the closed door and then his gaze dropped to the faint red smear on the sheet where she had been lying.

"Is she on her period?"

Brandon swung his legs over the side of the bed, his heart suddenly thudding too hard against his ribs in nervousness.

A few minutes passed and the bathroom door opened again.

Florence stepped out, and Brandon was off the bed in an instant.

He quickly stopped just in front of her "Florence, is everything alright?"

She slowly lifted her gaze to meet his, and her eyes were shimmering with unshed tears.

Her lips parted as she rubbed slow circles over her abdomen "I think..."

Her voice cracked faintly "I think... I might be pregnant."

Brandon’s eyes widened and his pupils dilated so wide the blue almost disappeared.

"...What?"

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A/n: I am quite excited to write an upcoming arc, oh it’s not about the child, something else :)