Chapter 176: Temptations
"You kinda make sense, Lieutenant. But knowing teens nowadays, do you think they’ll allow their parents to babysit them and risk being laughed at for being babysat to a party?"
The lieutenant froze, seemingly recalling his own daughter.
Natalie shook her head and spoke up.
"You can personally check in with the parents yourself since your oldest daughter also attends the school. And make sure not to attract any form of suspicion."
Sinclairs’ Duplex
Outside on the drive, a clean black Lamborghini Urus was parked, attracting the amazement of the distant estate neighbors.
And at this moment, a green truck revved and came to a stop before the Duplex.
"—okay bro."
Closing the door right behind him, Miles saw Simon off and exhaled, taking a brief scan of the familiar surroundings. However, his gaze lingered on the preceding house with a new occupant, suddenly recalling that he agreed to accommodate their visit and also take Jazmín around on a tour.
"Man, I’m fully booked," Miles muttered and walked towards the door, inputting a series of codes as he stepped into the grand interior.
"Miles?"
The moment he got in, a shocked voice echoed and Josephine propped her hands to cover her soapy tits.
"What the fuck?!"
Miles cursed out loud at the incredible sight of her body, naked but blanketed in foam. Her hair was packed in a towel turban with a toothbrush in her mouth.
’Fuck.’
Miles cursed, his heart filled with exclamation as he stared wide-eyed at Josephine’s gorgeous body, a mix and breed of hotness and seductiveness. Especially her tits and slightly thick long legs. Between her legs, there were also a few strands of shaven hair there.
’Damn.’
Fortunately, due to last night’s ordeal, his dick was very exhausted and couldn’t instantly pop, but Miles could feel it slowly getting warmed up.
Without another word, Miles swiftly turned his back against her, letting out an exasperated breath.
"What are you still standing there for? Or didn’t you know I’ll be back this morning?" he sneered in a loud tone.
Behind him, Josephine blinked her eyes, her blank mind suddenly recovering from the shock, and her face flushed in embarrassment, speechless to the core.
How could she not know that he was coming this morning? Well, of course she knew, but a daring thought had formed in her mind while she was bathing. Feeling thrilled at seeking danger while harboring a ’what if’ scenario that Miles happened to come in and see her. She bet on the fifty-fifty chance anyway, and now the results were out.
"You..."
She shouted and paused, quickly turning to the stairs and dashing up with her ass and boobs trembling slightly.
"Yeah, run," Miles jeered, forming an ominous smile as his eyes glinted with new desires.
No longer sensing Josephine’s presence, he turned and shook his head, not surprised that his step-sisters used the opportunity when he was away to exercise their freedom of choice and walk nicely through the house.
Letting his gaze drift across the living room, he saw no one was present and resumed walking forward when a distinct crashing sound of glass hitting the floor echoed. Reacting instantly, he tilted his gaze to the kitchen, surprised as he saw a startled figure staring at him on her tiptoes.
It was Cassie.
Wearing her familiar style—a crop top—but with something more eye-catching this time: a stunning blue Victoria’s Secret thong that was extremely sexy.
’I’ll be damned.’
Having just arrived and been presented with so many temptations by his step-sisters, Miles fell into a state of lust.
He didn’t take his eyes off her just yet; instead, he ravished the sight of her appearance for a couple of seconds more before turning his back against her.
"Don’t you guys have some self-respect or something?" he exclaimed.
Seeing him turn, Cassie gently placed down her leg, trying not to get pierced by the shattered pieces of glass.
"Hurry up, or you’d better believe I’ll keep staring and you can call me a pervert."
Cassie wanted to say something, but swallowed the words and hastily ran past him, heading towards the stairs.
Miles waited until her footsteps vanished before turning.
"Man, I can’t wait to grab that waist. And as for fucking them? It’s only a matter of time."
There was no sign of Deb, probably in her room.
"Home sweet home."
Stepping into his room, Miles inhaled the familiar warmth and jumped on his bed with deep satisfaction.
After a minute of organizing his thoughts, he decided to have his bath.
Thirty minutes later...
"Is Miles back?"
Stepping into the kitchen and wrapping her loose robe over a tight-fit pajama pants and spaghetti strap top underneath, Hannah opened the fridge and brought out a big bottle of milk, uncapped it, and poured it onto one of the prepared bowls of cereal on the counter.
Both Josephine and Cassie froze, recalling the recent incident, and exchanged a glance before Cassie nodded.
"Yes, he’s in his room," she said, prompting Hannah to pause and shake her head.
"A whole day out and he doesn’t come say hi to his mother. He’s got quite the audacity."
Saying this, she poured milk into the other bowl and picked up both bowls.
"I’ll be back," she said to the girls and turned away.
Two minutes later, in Miles’ room.
There was no knock on the door, but a loud shout came through.
’Hannah?’
Standing up a bit absentmindedly, Miles walked toward the door and opened it.
"Mom?" he muttered as he peeked through and saw Hannah’s figure in a black night robe while holding two white bowls of cereal.
"Aren’t you gonna let me in, or are you now too—big—for—mama—to—come—into—your—roooom?"
"Sorry."
Each word stretched an extra syllable, shock in her eyes as she locked onto his abs, then quickly down to the swinging cucumber in his underwear from the moment he stepped back and opened the door fully.
’Huh?’
Stunned by her gaze, Miles glanced down and realized he was wearing just his underwear.
