Getting spoiled in a woman dominating world Chapter 584: A trip?

Marzella stood there completely naked with her stunning figure fully exposed under the soft lighting of the room.

Her long black hair was still damp and clinging to her shoulders, water droplets trailing down her skin as her full breasts, narrow waist, and smooth curves were on full display.

’...Shit.’

Her eyes shrank in shock.

Brandon’s gaze involuntarily swept over her body before he quickly turned his head away, his hand still on the doorknob.

"I’m sorry. I thought you were dressed. I’ll leave."

Marzella’s face burned crimson. She grabbed the discarded towel and clutched it against her chest, her heart pounding wildly.

"It’s... it’s fine. I was just... changing."

Brandon didn’t say anything more. He simply stepped back and closed the door gently behind him.

The moment the door clicked shut, Marzella let out a groan and sank down onto the edge of the bed, still clutching the towel tightly against her body.

Her cheeks were burning hot, and she buried her face in her hands, feeling utterly humiliated.

’...He saw everything.’

She could still feel the ghost of his gaze on her skin and the brief, involuntary sweep of his eyes across her naked body.

Thinking about it, a strange, warm flutter in her stomach that made her thighs press together instinctively.

Marzella stood up slowly and walked over to the mirror and stared at her reflection, her face still flushed.

’...Now that it’s come to this, I got no other choice but to give it my all.’

The growing warmth in her chest every time he was near... she couldn’t deny it anymore.

She was falling for Brandon.

And if she wants to keep him close, she needs to be bolder.

She hurriedly went to her bedside table and grabbed her mobile phone.

Her fingers moved quickly across the screen as she searched for a private beach resort a short drive away from the city.

She booked it for the upcoming weekend, paying extra for full privacy and a special setup.

’A picnic on the beach,’ she thought, her heart beating faster.

’Just the two of us. Away from the lab and research. Maybe then... he’ll see me differently.’

She sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the confirmation on her phone and a determined smile touched her lips.

She is no longer just the researcher.

She is a woman who wanted the man who had quietly become the center of her world.

’W-Wait, if it’s a beach, I need to buy a swimsuit.’

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Next day morning-

Marzella stood at the entrance of the kitchen, watching Brandon quietly.

He was pouring coffee into two mugs as morning light filtered through the window, highlighting the strong lines of his shoulders and the way his shirt clung slightly to his back.

Even in such a simple, domestic moment, he looked unfairly handsome.

Her heart fluttered ’H-He looks too good...’

She spent the entire night thinking about him and she could barely sleep.

And... she was tired of holding back.

Forcing herself to be bolder, Marzella took a deep breath and walked up behind him.

Without giving herself time to overthink it, she wrapped her arms around his waist from behind and hugged him gently, pressing her body against his back.

Brandon paused mid-pour, his body tensing slightly at the sudden contact.

Marzella rested her cheek against his back, "I... I planned a small vacation for us this weekend," she whispered, her arms tightening just a little around him.

"There’s a private beach not too far from the city. Just... time to relax. I already booked it."

She held her breath, waiting for his reaction. Her heart was pounding so hard she was sure he could feel it against his back.

This was the boldest she had ever been with him and she was terrified he would back off.

Brandon set the coffee pot down slowly.

He didn’t move out of her embrace and placed one hand gently over hers where it rested on his stomach.

"A beach trip? That sounds nice."

Marzella let out a shaky breath of relief, her cheek still pressed against his back.

"I thought... we’ve been working so hard and we both need a break."

Brandon turned slowly in her arms until he was facing her.

"I’d like that," he said softly.

Marzella’s cheeks flushed as she looked up at him "T-That’s good to hear."

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It was already the weekend.

The drive to the private beach resort took a little over an hour.

Brandon sat in the passenger seat while Marzella drove, her hands occasionally tightening on the steering wheel from nervousness.

When they finally arrived, the resort staff greeted them politely and led them to a completely private section of the beach.

There was no one else around. The entire area had been reserved exclusively for the two of them.

Marzella stepped out of the car and took a deep breath, the salty sea breeze brushing against her skin.

She was wearing a simple white sundress that flowed gently in the wind, her long black hair tied back loosely.

Brandon stepped out beside her and glanced around at the empty beach and the gentle waves lapping at the shore.

"It’s beautiful," he said quietly.

They walked together toward the cabana.

Inside, there was a comfortable daybed, a small table with fresh fruit and drinks already prepared, and large umbrellas providing shade.

The staff had left everything perfectly arranged and then disappeared, leaving them completely alone.

Marzella set her bag down and stood at the edge of the cabana, looking out at the ocean.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart.

Brandon stood beside her with a faint smile ’Maybe I could go fishing...’

Marzella looked at him in the corner of her eyes ’I should go and change into my swimsuit.’

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Brandon stood near the small dock wearing a pair of dark swim shorts.

He was checking the speedboat that had been provided for them, testing the engine and making sure everything was safe.

Marzella walked toward him from the cabana.

She was wearing an elegant two-piece pink swimsuit that hugged her stunning figure perfectly.

The top was a stylish halter style with a deep V-neck that revealed a generous amount of cleavage, while the bottom was a flattering high-waisted design that accentuated the curve of her hips and her long, toned legs.

And her long black hair was tied back in a loose ponytail.

She stopped a few feet away, watching him for a moment.

"Brandon..."

He turned around and smiled gently "You look beautiful."

Marzella’s cheeks flushed a deeper shade of pink.

"Ready to go out on the water?" he asked, pointing toward the speed boat.

Marzella nodded with an excited smile on her face "Yes. let’s do that."