Getting spoiled in a woman dominating world-Chapter 152: Not coming home?

Walking through the Academy, Brandon’s mind was still clouded with Elize’s kiss in the morning.

’Why did she suddenly kiss me?’

’It seemed like a familial love... but...’

His gaze lowered ’Or maybe did she think I might feel down after learning about my mom and trying to show me that she loves me a lot?’

Elize looked worried last night after she told him everything about Marzella.

Maybe that kiss... was her way of reassuring him that even if his mother was gone, she would still love him.

"No, don’t overthink it," he muttered under his breath.

’It was just... just her way of showing care. That’s all. She didn’t mean anything else by it. Probably.’

With a shake of his head, he continued on his way to the classroom.

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"Mngh...."

Sitting on Brandon’s lap on the couch, a breathy moan escaped Eira’s lips as he devoured her lips, tasting them.

She reciprocated the kiss with same passion as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Brandon..."

She slid her tongue, and he intertwined his tongue with hers as their saliva mingled.

A soft shiver ran through her as his teeth gently grazed her lower lip before he pulled back, leaving a silvery trail of saliva between their parted mouths.

Panting softly, Eira tucked her head beneath his chin and nestled into his chest, her body still warm and trembling from the kiss.

She clung to him as her cheek rested against the fabric of his blazer.

Brandon’s hands slid downward, his palms resting on her bare thighs where the skirt had ridden up.

His fingers spread across the softness of her skin, feeling the warmth of her body and the slight tremble in her muscles as he gave her thighs a gentle squeeze.

Now they are in the private room in the edge of the Academy’s west wing, where advanced students like them were allowed access for rest and study.

But neither of them came here today for books or peace.

Eira lifted her face, brushing her lips gently along the edge of his jaw before planting a kiss on his cheek "How was the exam for you?"

Brandon gave a soft hum and nodded "Hmm... easier than I thought it’d be. Probably because we studied together."

Hearing this, her gaze softened "I see..."

She leaned in and kissed the tip of his nose.

Then, without breaking eye contact, she began to slip off her blazer.

Brandon’s eyes followed her movements, as she reached for the buttons of her shirt, undoing them one by one.

The fabric parted, revealing the soft skin of her chest and the delicate lace of her bra.

Eira’s cheeks flushed with a mix of shyness and desire in her eyes as she unhooked the clasp, the bra falling open to reveal her full, rounded breasts, the pink nipples hardening slightly in the cool air.

Brandon’s smile widened as he leaned forward, his hands sliding up from her thighs to rest on her waist.

"Eira..." he murmured as he dipped his head, his lips finding one of her nipples with a gentle, teasing suck.

"Haang~" The warmth of his mouth sent a shiver through her, and she gasped softly, her fingers threading through his hair as he sucked harder, his teeth grazing the sensitive peak before biting just enough to leave a faint, tingling mark.

"Mngh..." Eira whimpered, her body arching slightly into his touch as her hands patted his head gently, encouraging him as she let him play with her.

Brandon’s hands moved to her breasts, his palms cupping their soft weight, his fingers squeezing gently as he kneaded the flesh.

He sucked on her nipple again, his tongue swirling around it before moving to the other, leaving another faint mark.

Her fingers tightened in his hair as she pressed herself closer, her thighs squeezing his hips where she sat on his lap.

"Brandon..." she whispered, her voice trembling with pleasure as his hands squeezed her breasts together, the soft flesh molding to his touch.

Brandon pulled back slightly, his eyes gleaming with a mix of affection and desire as he looked at her, her breasts flushed and marked faintly from his bites.

"You’re so beautiful," he murmured as his hands continued to knead her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her nipples, coaxing another soft gasp from her.

He leaned in again, sucking on one nipple while squeezing the other between his fingers.

Eira’s hands slid down to his shoulders, gripping the fabric of his blazer as she clung to him, her cheeks flushed and her eyes feeling heavy with lust.

He squeezed her breasts together again, sucking on both nipples at once.

Eira’s head tilted back and her lips parted in a soft moan as she clung to him.

Pulling back his lips, he muttered "I really want to continue... but we are in the Academy."

Upon hearing this, she tilted her head with a playful smile "Then, how about we go back to my dorm room."

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"I see... okay..."

Ravene lowered the phone from her ear, her thumb hovering for a second before she finally tapped to end the call.

The screen dimmed, and silence settled in the kitchen.

She turned to glance at Elize, who was humming softly under her breath with her sleeves rolled up as she prepared coffee for Brandon when he returns.

"Elize..." Ravene hesitated.

The older woman turned her head slightly, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear, "Hm?"

"Kael’s not coming home tonight," Ravene said, leaning slightly against the wall. "He’s... staying over with a friend."

There was a brief pause as Elize poured the hot water into the coffee press, steam curling around her wrist.

"A friend? A female friend?"

Ravene winced internally "Yeah... Eira. That Bleaufort girl. He’s staying in her dorm room."

Huh? Elize raised an eyebrow "In her dorm room?"

"A man and a woman... alone... in a dorm room?"

Ravene felt her throat dry out. "I mean... they’re classmates. It’s not that big of a deal, right? Maybe they’re just studying or-"

But Elize was already walking away from the counter, muttering under her breath. "That Bleaufort girl... That little vixen... First she draged him all the way to meet her mother without even telling us, and now she’s taking him into her room overnight?"

She turned toward Ravene and her eyes narrowed. "Does she think we’re stupid? This is clearly a calculated move."

Ravene opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out. She couldn’t exactly deny it.

She can’t exactly say that they are in a harem relationship with Brandon.

"I-I wonder too..." Ravene muttered weakly, scratching her neck and glancing off to the side.

Elize narrowed her eyes suspiciously at her. "What do you mean you wonder? You’ve been around him more than I have."

"Girls like that... always have an angle. Always playing the long game."

Ravene coughed into her hand "I mean, she’s not that bad..."

"Not that bad?" Elize repeated incredulously with her hands on her hips. "She’s seducing our Kael! That’s not ’not bad’!"

Ravene internally sighed.

Elize turned back to the counter "He’s still so young. What does he know about women? About manipulation? About all the little tricks they use?"

Her voice dropped into a mutter again. "Maybe I should call him. Or better yet, go there myself..."

"That’s really not necessary," Ravene interjected quickly, stepping in before Elize did something dramatic.

"Kael’s... responsible. I’m sure he’s safe. Besides... he wouldn’t do anything rash."

Elize’s expression softened only slightly "I just don’t want him to get hurt,"

"He’s been through so much already. The Church, the pressure, the attention... He doesn’t need some noble girl using him as a pawn."

Ravene’s heart clenched a little.

"I get it, Elize," Ravene said softly.

"But Kael... he’s growing up. And sometimes, we have to let him make his own choices, even if they scare us."

Elize exhaled deeply, finally releasing her death grip on the counter. She looked away, then down at the half-filled mug of coffee.

"Doesn’t mean I have to like it," she muttered under her breath.

Ravene offered a small smile. "Want me to spike your coffee with something stronger?"

Elize gave a short laugh, though it was more bitter than amused "At this point, maybe. What’s next? He’s going to tell me he’s dating multiple girls or something?"

Hearing this, Ravene stiffened like a board and her eyes widened.

Elize turned toward her suspiciously. "Wait... why did you just freeze up?"

"Me? Freeze up? No, I was just... startled by the sudden accuracy of that wild guess," Ravene said, forcing a nervous laugh.

Elize narrowed her eyes. "Ravene."

Ravene coughed "W-Want me to finish the coffee for you?"

"No. Sit down. We’re going to have a talk."

Ravene slowly backed away, "Okay, okay, but... maybe after a cup of coffee? For all of us?"

Elize’s gaze narrowed further and she pointed to the floor "I said sit down."

Hearing her stern tone, Ravene’s body trembled and she quickly sat on the floor "Yes, ma’am."

Elize crossed her arms across her chest "You damn whore, you are hiding something from me... spill it."

Ravene: ╥﹏╥ Husband, come help me...