"Miles is back!"

Instantly spotting him the moment he stepped past the door, Cassie announced his arrival with a smirk.

Josephine happened to be descending the stairs and stopped to look at Miles, who similarly met her gaze.

’Bastard.’

She cursed inwardly and withdrew her gaze, acting cold whilst her heart was rapidly beating as thoughts of him fucking Deb flashed in her mind.

’Huh?’

Stunned by her refusal to admit his presence, Miles instantly summoned the holographic screen for her Infatuation Gauge.

[Debra Sinclair > 100%

→ Hannah Sinclair > 95%

→ Josephine Sinclair > 95%

→ Cassie Sinclair > 93%

→ Victoria Sinclair > 82%

→ Vanessa Sinclair > 82%]

’As expected, she’s only putting on a front. Even after knowing that I fucked Deb, her Infatuation Gauge didn’t decrease but increased.’

Seeing Hannah and the rest had all exceeded 90% Infatuation, Miles’ fantasy ran wild as he imagined the whole house becoming an orgy palace of just one man in the midst of beauties. If he got to that point, he would create a rule that would make their bodies visible at all times and fuck them. Thinking about it, his blood boiled.

Unfortunately, Victoria and Vanessa weren’t home.

’I have to unite the family.’

With this thought, a smile curled up his lips as he stared back at Josephine.

’Just a little push and you’ll be mine.’

"Hi mom! Cass, Phine, Deb. I’m back. I need to take a shower. Yes! My favorite!"

While ascending, Miles caught a whiff of his favorite meal and quickly added it before disappearing from view.

In the corridor, just as he was about to enter his room, he heard a click from one of the doors and turned his head towards it.

It was Deb, clad in black baggy sweatpants and a tank top that didn’t try to hide her nipples.

"Deb?" Miles called out, a bit surprised since he thought she had been in the kitchen when he passed just now.

Hearing her name, Deb raised her gaze and froze as their eyes met. Instantly, before Miles could say another word, she turned and stepped back inside her room with a bang.

"What the fuck?"

Speechless, the words instinctively left his mouth before he knew it.

’I thought I was the one trying to avoid you; who knew you would avoid me too.’

Miles shook his head, suspicious of the reason she was trying to avoid him.

Knock, knock.

He went towards her door and knocked.

"Deb? It’s me," Miles called softly.

He wanted to push the door but sensed the resistance behind it and stopped. She was probably resting with her back against the door.

One second... two... three... there was no response, but then just as he was about to turn away and leave, he heard Deb speak.

"Go away. I promised Phine not to see you again."

Behind the door, Miles shook his head with a smile. Indeed, it was just as he expected; Josephine probably felt jealous and used her advantage to rein Deb from collecting his D.

"You didn’t promise her not to talk to me again, right?"

Honestly, he found it funny and was doing everything he could to keep from laughing out loud because, in reality, Deb was 25 and Josephine was 18. Deb was Josephine’s senior by a couple of years, but he couldn’t have expected her to be led by the nose by her younger sister.

Deb seemed to have sensed the amusement in his tone and broke out a smile.

"No, she didn’t. I was also coming down for dinner. It’s not like I am not going to talk to you again, but because I simply can’t withstand being alone with you. Even just for a moment, just now I got wet upon seeing you and wanted you to fuck me," Deb confessed, biting her lips at the end.

"I understand. It’s because I haven’t fucked you enough in these past few days."

Behind the door, Deb looked like she had choked on something after hearing what he said. But she couldn’t refute, so she stayed silent.

"You know what I think? Phine is probably too jealous. If you can try to convince her, maybe she can join the fun."

Once again, Deb felt forced into a dazed state by how thick his skin was, saying such words casually like it was nothing.

’He wants to fuck me and Phine?’

Her heart raced at the thought, thrilled as she imagined the scene and what it would feel like.

Just then, she heard the footsteps of Miles leaving, bringing her out of her daze. Pressing her ear against the door, she listened intently until they disappeared and there was a muffled sound of a door being shut.

Deb heaved a sigh of relief and stood up.

"Now I need to clean up." She involuntarily quivered and squeezed them tight to hold back the thick moisture.

’I am not even ovulating and it’s already so hard to keep myself sane around him. I need to initiate Phine too. Perhaps she would understand after getting a taste of it.’

Muttering to herself about the taboo she was planning to commit, Deb wiped the surface of her tender folds before she was finally able to walk well again.

Twenty minutes later.

Miles calmly strutted down the stairs to the dining table with a smile on his face.

Hannah, Cassie, Josephine, and Deb couldn’t help but stare at him at this moment, reserving their thoughts about how good-looking he actually turned out to be.

"Hmmmmmmnm—Heavenly," Miles complimented Hannah’s cooking, taking an exaggeratedly deep breath, and took his seat next to hers with Cassie by his side.

Glancing around, Miles was stunned to notice that there were actually five main dishes, eight side dishes, a whole roast pig, two bottles of champagne, and one bottle of alcoholic wine.

Miles grinned. Pretending not to know, he quickly picked up one chicken drumstick and devoured it before they could react.

"So? What’s the celebration about?"

He licked his oiled lips, seemingly unable to restrain his hunger to pounce on them.