Divorced My Scum Husband, Married His Evil brother

[Mature Content.]

It was late at night, and Vernon sat in the living room with a laptop on his lap. He tried to busy himself by working on some of his projects. He couldn't sleep, knowing Dorothea was living in the same apartment as him and his little family.

He tried to assure himself that Dorothea had changed, and he wouldn't turn against them and tell Vincent about the whole thing.

Unfortunately, Vernon couldn't believe his own words. He was still worried that Dorothea would eventually return to her old ways.

"Besides, I still can't trust Dorothea to be with Mackie alone. There has to be someone with them, or I will die out of anxiety," Vernon talked to himself, trying to justify his suspicion. "There is no guarantee that the old witch will not use Heroin or booze around Mackie. I don't want Mackie to be a bad influence, or even worse, get beaten like I got back then…."

"Rest assured, I will always be around them, so I won't leave Dorothea and Mackie alone."

Vernon turned his head to the left and saw Chloe wearing a towel that barely covered half of her boobs and thighs. Vernon's eyes were glued on the figure of his beloved.

She looked so alluring now that she had gained some weight. Her hips accentuated behind that towel, giving a glimpse of the sweet curve Vernon couldn't wait to embrace as soon as possible. Her boobs were barely covered, with her nipples almost popping out of that tight towel.

Vernon kept staring at Chloe without blinking because he didn't want to waste a millisecond blinking when he had a beauty in a towel approaching him.

Her long chestnut hair swayed alongside her hips as she strutted closer toward Vernon until she stopped right in front of him.

Vernon took a deep breath because he could smell the fresh scent of soap and a bit of sweet floral-scented perfume that made him want to take a bite.

Chloe smiled sweetly at Vernon and said, "You don't need to micromanage everything about our family, I will do it for you."

Chloe leaned down until her boobs were hanging right in front of Vernon's face and whispered, "All you need to do right now is to relax, Mr. Phoenix Gray."

Vernon took another deep breath. The scented flower seemed to emit from her cleavage, which made him want to bury his face between her tits.

Vernon opened his arms and wrapped them around Chloe's waist. He led Chloe to sit on his lap while his hand slowly felt his beloved woman's body under the towel.

Chloe wrapped one arm around Vernon's neck and giggled, "Hey, don't rub my thighs, you know I'm ticklish in that area."

"Hahah, well, I can't hide my excitement," Vernon replied. "What's with this by the way? Am I getting my Christmas present early?"

"Your Christmas present is a different one," Chloe joked. "I'm doing this because I know you need to relax after an exhausting day."

"Then I'll work hard every day so I can get this reward every night," Vernon said. He kissed Chloe's boobs a few times and was ready to yank the towel down to get a full view of Chloe's tits. But before he did that, he asked, "Why are you wearing a towel anyway? You can just come here with pajamas and you would still seduce me."

"Do you not like it?"

"No, not that," Vernon quickly denied. "I just want to say that you don't need much to make me want you."

"Well, this is a special occasion, since you've worked so hard for me," Chloe said. "I actually want to wear a tight, short dress that I've been wanting to use for a while, but you know— hand."

"Oh…" Vernon lowered his gaze to check on Chloe's hand, which was still wrapped in a cast. "I think we should go to the doctor tomorrow to check if we can take it off. It's been a month or so."

"I can go to the hospital tomorrow myself, don't worry," Chloe assured. "Besides, you shouldn't think about something else other than what we're going to do tonight, right, Sir?"

Vernon gulped once he realized that Chloe had become bolder these days. It was a good sign, of course, because that meant Chloe had begun to develop the self-confidence that had been long crushed when she was with Vincent before.

But Vernon couldn't help to worry if Chloe would use her sex appeal a lot more often in the future to get what she wanted, knowing that Vernon would never be able to refuse her.

Chloe sensed Vernon's nervousness, which was strange for the ever-domineering Vernon Phoenix Gray.

So she asked, "Vernon, are you alright?"

"Ah, I—I'm alright. I was just a little taken aback by your initiative," Vernon replied. His hand continued to crawl around Chloe's body until he gripped the towel and whispered, "Not that I complain. You look so sexy with your confidence."

"Ah!" Chloe was startled when Vernon suddenly yanked her towel, and her boobs bounced in front of his face. Vernon stared at Chloe's boobs without blinking for a moment before hurriedly shoving his face between her boobs.

It was the place he loved the most, and he felt comfort whenever he did this.

Chloe giggled as she felt ticklish, but she allowed Vernon to bury his face between her boobs to make him feel better.

She even inserted her fingers inside Vernon's hair and pushed him deeper to feel her stubble rubbing on her skin.

Vernon's breath started getting hurried, and his hand crawled down until he reached Chloe's inner thighs.

"Umn!" Chloe jolted slightly when Vernon rubbed her inner thighs. She clamped her thighs together in response, but it wasn't enough to stop Vernon from exploring deeper.

His hand slid inside the towel until the tip of his finger reached that warm flesh between her thighs.

Vernon raised his head and grinned at Chloe, "You're wet."