Getting spoiled in a woman dominating world-Chapter 356: Thank you

"I am in love with Florence."

Eh?

Elize and Ravene looked at each other in surprise ’So now he loves her too?’ 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

They already know Florence loves Brandon, and Eira even asked them to let her mom join the family too.

Brandon lowered his gaze and muttered "I know it’s wrong to love Eira’s mother, but... I just can’t help myself."

A faint smiled appeared on his lips "She is just so naturally elegant and is very attractive. I... love her personality a lot, and I just... she is so..."

He trailed off, unable to finish, his throat tightening around the rest of the sentence.

Elize’s expression softened, and there was no anger in her eyes, only quiet understanding. "Kael."

Looking up at her, he spoke "I know I’m being selfish... loving even more women when I already have you all. But when I’m with her, I just... can’t stop falling."

His shoulders trembled faintly as he drew in a breath. "I’m sorry."

Elize’s fingers traced his jawline gently before tilting his chin upward "Dear, we told you already... we’re fine as long as she also accepts to join the family."

Her thumb brushed against his cheek, "What we don’t want is anyone trying to take you away from us. You’re not something to monopolize... you’re someone we’ve all chosen to love."

She leaned in and gave his lips a soft kiss.

When she pulled back, Ravene chuckled quietly beside them and leaned closer, pressing a kiss to his other cheek.

"Yeah, dear..." she murmured, resting her forehead lightly against his temple. "I already kinda expected this when I first accepted Eira into the family."

Her hand slipped over his shoulder, giving it a firm, affectionate squeeze.

Elize exhaled softly, a small smile forming on her lips. "And Florence has been alone for far too long. She deserves warmth, and if you truly love her, then don’t hold back out of guilt."

Brandon looked between them both, his heart tightening with gratitude and disbelief "You guys are really okay with it?"

Elize nodded, "We do, Kael. Just be honest with her... and make sure she understands what being part of this family means."

Ravene smiled lightly, brushing her fingers through his hair "Then it’s settled. If Florence feels the same, then we’ll welcome her properly. Together."

Brandon nodded slowly, "Thank you... both of you. Really."

Kissing his lips, Ravene murmured "You need to talk with Eira first..."

He closed his eyes for a moment "Yeah..."

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As Brandon reached the top of the staircase, his mind was clouded with thoughts when a door opened near the hallway.

Yverine stepped out dressed casually in a loose white shirt and shorts.

Her eyes widened when she saw him. "Brandon... you’re back."

Before he could even answer, she closed the distance between them in two quick steps.

Her hands gripped his collar, and she pushed him back against the wall before leaning forward and taking his lips in a fervent kiss.

He was startled for a moment, but then he smiled against her mouth, his hands instinctively sliding around her waist as he kissed her back.

When she finally pulled away, she rested her forehead against his shoulder "I missed you, bastard..."

His gaze softened, "Sorry," he murmured, brushing a strand of her hair behind her ear, "I just got a little busy."

Her arms slid around his torso, hugging him tightly, and she looked up at him "I heard from Aunt Elize about what happened in Bleaufort Mansion."

He blinked in surprise, straightening a little.

A smile appeared on her lips and she cupped his cheek, brushing her thumb lightly across his skin. "I’m proud of my boyfriend, you killed an SS-rank Awakener... and even reached S-rank yourself."

Her words warmed Brandon in a way he hadn’t realized he needed.

He smiled faintly, his hand moving to rest over hers on his cheek. "Thanks, Sister Yve."

"Don’t thank me," she murmured, leaning closer until her nose brushed his jaw. "You earned it."

He chuckled quietly, his fingers tracing slow circles along her back "Maybe. But don’t forget... my powers and achievements you were also a big part of it; your flames really helped me a lot, Sister Yve."

Looking into her eyes, he spoke tenderly "Anything I accomplish, every one of you has a big part in it... you too, Sister Yve."

Upon hearing this, a rush of warmth seeped into her heart and she again kissed his lips "Gosh, you are too cute..."

Chuckling, he reciprocated the kiss, softly sucking on her lower lip.

A bit later, she pulled back from the kiss, resting her head on his shoulder.

"Eira doesn’t know about this, right?"

Yverine shook her head, her hair brushing softly against his chin. "No. Elize advised me not to tell her."

Brandon’s expression softened, and he nodded slowly. "Mhm. I will tell her about it today."

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Opening the door, Brandon entered in and saw Eira curled up on the bed in her nightclothes.

She was lazily scrolling through something on the mobile until she noticed him standing there.

"Brandon?" she blinked in surprise, lowering her phone.

Then, almost immediately, she sat up straighter on the bed. "You’re home!"

Closing the door behind him, he walked to the bed.

Eira scooted toward the edge of the bed and practically threw herself into his lap as soon as he sat down.

He let out a soft chuckle, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her close.

He rested his chin lightly on her shoulder, feeling her heartbeat.

She always fit so easily against him, as if her body had memorized his shape.

After a few quiet moments, Brandon gently patted her head "Eira, I want to tell you something."

She tilted her head back slightly and asked suspiciously "Hmm? Don’t tell me... you brought another woman home with you?"

Brandon chuckled softly and shook his head, "No, it’s about... your grandmother."

"Huh? Grandmother?"

He exhaled slowly and began to explain everything that had happened yesterday.

Eira listened without interrupting, and her gaze trembled as she looked at him. "Mother... s-she’s alright now, right?"

He nodded gently. "Yes. Florence is all good now."

Eira let out a long breath, closing her eyes for a moment as if to steady herself.

Noticing the vulnerability and guilt in his eyes, she raised her hands to his face and cupped his cheeks "Hey, listen to me."

"Don’t feel guilty that you killed my grandmother."

"She was a bitch anyway. I never liked her."

He blinked, slightly taken aback by how bluntly she said it, but she continued before he could respond.

"She treated my mother terribly. Treated everyone terribly. She hurt so many people just to protect her pride. So please..." she leaned a little closer, "don’t torture yourself thinking I’ll be angry or hurt because of this. I’m not."

Her tone softened even further "I don’t even feel sad about it, Brandon. I barely even had any conversation with her."

He looked down and she tapped his cheek "So don’t overthink it, okay?"

"You did what you had to do. And I still..." She paused, her fingers curling gently around the collar of his shirt, "I still love you. That won’t change."

He smiled gently, placing his hand over hers "I love you too, Eira."

She tilted her head and pressed her forehead to his "So... coming to the main question. What were you doing with my mom?"

"Going out with her during nights? Since when?"

Brandon: -_-