Getting spoiled in a woman dominating world Chapter 634: A day in current life

The front door opened with a quiet click as Brandon and Ravene stepped inside.

The house was already filled with the soft glow of evening lights.

Before Brandon could even fully close the door behind them, Florence appeared from the hallway, and her expression brightened the moment she saw him.

"Husband."

She walked straight up to him and wrapped her arms around his neck without hesitation, pulling him into a warm hug.

Brandon’s hands settled around her waist as she pressed herself against him, burying her face lightly against the side of his neck for a second.

"I missed you," she murmured.

Brandon smiled faintly and tightened his arms around her.

"I wasn’t gone that long."

With a soft giggle, Florence tilted her face up and kissed him.

"You’re home," she murmured against his lips. "Go bathe and come. Dinner will be ready soon."

Brandon smiled faintly and let his hands slide lower, giving her ass a firm squeeze through the fabric of her clothes.

"And here I was hoping my wife would come to bathe with me."

Florence blinked once, then a small smile curved her lips, and she nodded without any resistance.

"Alright."

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Warm water ran steadily from the shower, filling the small space with soft steam.

Brandon stood under the stream with his eyes half-closed as the heat soaked into his shoulders.

Florence stood close in front of him, her hair already damp and clinging lightly to her neck and collarbones.

She held a small bar of soap in her hands, smothering it slowly between her palms until a light foam formed.

"Stay still," she murmured.

She stepped closer and began spreading the soap across his chest.

Her hands moved carefully, almost thoughtfully, sliding over the firm lines of his body.

The warm water washed some of the foam away almost as quickly as she applied it, but she didn’t rush.

"...You’ve changed," she said quietly.

Brandon glanced down at her.

Florence’s eyes weren’t looking at his face. They were following the path of her own hands.

She moved lower, spreading soap across his ribs, then around toward his side.

"These scars..." Her thumb brushed over a faint line near his abdomen. "The old one faded, but there are some little new ones."

Her fingers slowed as they passed over a rough mark near his shoulder blade, then another thinner one lower down.

Florence shifted to his front again, applying the soap down his arms, over his wrists, and then back up to his shoulders.

She lifted one of his hands and washed between his fingers, then let it go so she could press both palms against his chest once more, spreading the last of the soap in slow circles.

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Brandon was sitting on the bed in only a pair of dark boxers, while Florence was sitting naked across his lap with one leg on either side of him.

She had a towel in both hands and carefully stroked it through his damp hair, brushing the water out.

"Don’t move, Husband," she murmured, a small smile on her lips. "You’re making it harder."

Brandon’s hands rested loosely on her waist as she leaned in a little closer to reach the top of his head.

The movement brought her bare breasts closer to his face and he noticed the damp skin still faintly glistening from the earlier shower.

His eyes followed them for a moment.

Then he leaned forward.

Florence had just lifted the towel again when she felt the sudden warmth of his mouth close around her nipple.

"Ah-" A surprised sound left her as his lips sealed gently over the sensitive bud, followed by the light pressure of his teeth.

She froze for a second, then looked down at him and saw him sucking at her nipple.

Florence’s cheeks colored faintly. She reached up and pinched his cheek between her fingers, tugging it lightly.

"Naughty husband..."

Brandon only smiled against her skin as he let go of her nipple before giving it a lick.

"This reminds me of old days..."

Hm? She tilted her head slightly "Old days? Probably just a month ago for us."

Upon hearing this, he couldn’t help but chuckle.

The quiet sound vibrated lightly against her skin before he leaned back just enough to look up at her.

"Feels longer than that..."

Florence’s expression softened as she set the towel aside on the sofa and rested both hands lightly against his shoulders instead.

She brushed a few damp strands of hair away from his forehead with her fingers.

"You’re home now," she muttered softly. "That’s what matters."

At that moment, the door opened without a knock.

"Bran-"

Charlotte stepped inside mid-sentence and immediately stopped.

She froze, her eyes widening slightly.

Florence turned her head toward the door and made no real effort to cover herself.

Charlotte quickly looked away and took a step back.

"I didn’t realize you two were..." She cleared her throat lightly. "I’ll come back later."

Without waiting for a reply, she turned and left the room, closing the door quietly behind her.

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Brandon came downstairs with his hair still slightly damp, wearing a simple shirt and loose pants.

Charlotte was sitting on the couch with a cup of tea in her hand, looking relaxed.

The moment he walked over and sat beside her, she glanced at him with a soft look in her eyes.

Before she could say anything, he wrapped an arm around her shoulders and pulled her in close.

Then he tilted her chin toward him and kissed her.

His lips pressed against hers, staying just long enough to catch the faint taste of tea.

Charlotte leaned into it, kissing him back with quiet ease, her free hand resting lightly against his chest.

When he finally drew back, he murmured against her mouth "...The tea tastes good."

Charlotte let out a soft laugh against his lips as she looked at him "It is."

She rested against his side, still held under his arm, and after a quiet moment, she tilted her head slightly toward him.

"How was your day with Ravene?" she asked.

Brandon looked ahead for a second before answering "I’ll have to punish Rheanne later."

Charlotte’s gaze lowered slightly "It is not her fault... How long did you think you could keep something like this from us?"

A soft breath escaped his lips "As long as I can..."

She fell silent, her thumb brushing absently along the rim of the cup.

Charlotte’s jaw tightened slightly as she bit her low lip in frustration.

She vowed to herself that she would always protect him.

Her grip on the cup tightened again, just enough for the porcelain to creak faintly under the pressure before she forced herself to relax.

She hated this feeling.

Because for the first time... she didn’t know how to protect him.

Charlotte let out a slow breath, steadying herself before leaning more fully into his side.

Her fingers shifted slightly, and the hand holding the cup lowered to her lap as her free hand moved to rest against his side.

A moment later, they heard the faint sound of footsteps and light laughter.

Eira entered first, brushing a strand of hair away from her face, followed by Yverine, Jiyeon, and Dhayun.

All of them looked slightly flushed from exertion, their clothes clinging faintly from sweat with badminton rackets still loosely held in their hands.

Selene came in last.

The moment her eyes landed on Brandon, her entire expression lit up "Papa!"

She crossed the distance between them in quick steps and threw her arms around him.

Brandon blinked at the sudden impact before letting out a soft chuckle, his arms coming up to return the embrace just as easily. "You’re back already?"

Nodding her head, Selene replied "I had fun playing with my stepmothers."

Eira clutched her chest in pain "Ugh... my own ancestor calling me stepmother. I am gonna end it all."

The others around her smiled wryly, hearing Selene call them step mom.

Selene pressed into him for a brief second before she suddenly stiffened.

Then, just as quickly as she had hugged him, she pulled back.

"...Ah." She glanced down at herself, then back at him, and a faint look of realization crossed her face. "I’m sweaty."

Selene turned toward the others "Let’s all go wash up in DA POOL."

Yverine hummed thoughtfully, setting her racket aside. "That actually sounds good right now."

Jiyeon nodded quietly, already rolling her shoulders "Yeah... I could use that."

Eira let out a small breath, glancing down at herself before giving a faint, resigned smile. "Same. I don’t think I can sit like this for long."

Dhayun stretched her arms above her head. "Pool it is, then."

Selene turned back briefly toward Brandon, "We’ll be back later, Papa."

Brandon gave a small nod as he watched them move towards the swimming pool.

Charlotte watched Selene’s back as she left the hallway with the others "You said you had many children... but only Selene is with you?"

With a nod, he replied "My other children... they all found their paths in life and chased their goals, and I... let them go to pursue their dreams and freedom."

"Selene is my first daughter, and she is very much attached to me and the others. So she decided to stay."

Charlotte saw his expression, and realization struck her again... Brandon spent way too long away from her, and now she doesn’t know everything about him.

He has so many moments in his life that she is not even aware of.

And now there are things about him that she doesn’t know, and she hated that.

She snuck closer and murmured "Tell me more about it."