NTR: Mommy Will Help You! Chapter 280 280: Hidden Desires and Instincts?

After completing their baths and slipping back into their clothes, Mia and Amara descended the stairs, leaving Oliver upstairs in his room to seek the explanations he needed from his grandfather.

In the end, he needed to ensure that the trigger for his unusual behavior could be sidestepped moving forward, allowing him to savor his existence free from any troubles.

As soon as the phone line clicked on, William jumped in right away, "Oliver! What's prompted your call at this hour?"

"Uh, I've got a question to pose." Oliver skipped the chit-chat and got straight to it. "Grandpa, you administered that serum to let me father children with my family members risk-free, right? Yet for some reason... it's turned me way more... territorial. Any idea why that happened?"

A hush fell over the line as William held off on replying to Oliver's inquiry.

But moments later, he broke the quiet with a hearty chuckle, "Oh, that... It could stem from your personal emotions too."

"What? My emotions?"

"See, the thing is... that serum has the power to unleash buried cravings and primal drives from deep inside whoever receives it."

The revelation left Oliver speechless, prompting a furrowed brow as he grappled with the implications of what he'd just learned.

"Hold on, hold on... buried cravings and primal drives?"

William let out another amused laugh before pressing on, "Yes, exactly. Allow me to elaborate... Society and even nature view incest as a forbidden deed. So, typically, those forbidden yearnings stay suppressed in every creature that lives."

"But for folks dosed with the serum I provided, it's different. Thanks to its unique effects, those sleeping incestuous yearnings in the user's psyche burst wide awake, hitting with maximum intensity."

"On top of that, when the person involved is someone dear to you, your affection for that loved one surges even stronger. Naturally, that sparks such fierce territorial impulses."

For a stretch, Oliver remained quiet, mulling over his grandfather's words.

The explanation rang true.

Undeniably, his devotion to his mother and sister ran incredibly deep, fueling his desire to claim them eternally as his own.

Dwelling on it further, he saw that this territorial streak toward them had always simmered beneath the surface.

'It's merely that... I kept it bottled up. Guilt held me in check,' Oliver reflected with sudden clarity. 'Guilt over how my actions might shatter their bonds...'

Precisely that restraint had kept him in line, or so he figured.

Yet, once his grandfather gave him the injection, all those bottled-up sentiments flooded out, heightened by his profound love for them.

That surge explained his total abandonment of remorse and doubts, surrendering to his raw impulses.

Looking back, it seemed almost obvious.

"Got it. Appreciate the insight, Grandpa." Oliver let out a breath of ease.

Shifting to a grave voice, William inquired, "Incidentally, Oliver, have you shared intimacy with your aunt yet?"

The query caught Oliver off guard briefly. He'd anticipated it eventually, just not right now.

"Yes." Oliver chose candor with his grandfather. "Last night... I slept with Aunt Anna. What's the reason for asking?"

"Hahaha!! Outstanding!" William burst out in joy at the news, his delight appearing utterly sincere. "That's my boy!"

A bittersweet grin tugged at Oliver's mouth as he noted his grandfather's evident glee.

Though the topic involved his grandson bedding his own daughter, William's reaction suggested he derived immense satisfaction from it himself.

Still, considering William's poor health, Oliver reasoned he was probably thrilled to witness his lineage continue.

"Alright, Grandpa. Thanks for sorting that out for me. And look after your health."

"Sure thing. Same to you. Hit me up if more issues arise. Take care for now, Oliver," William replied prior to ending the call.

Post-conversation with William, Oliver's features softened as he reclined in his seat, shutting his eyes and drawing in a steadying breath to settle his nerves.

'All good, then. So this territorial drive and boldness are truly mine. No problem there,' Oliver assured himself inwardly. 'Plus, I bet Amara and Mom are fine with it. I'll simply watch how much I press them, that's all.'

With that in mind, Oliver rose and exited his room to reunite with the family for the morning meal.

Upon entering the dining area, he found just four individuals at the table for breakfast: Amara, Mia, his aunt Anna, and his dad, Adam.

Spotting Oliver, Mia beckoned him closer. "Oliver, come on quick. We'll eat breakfast before chatting about our plans."

"Okay, Mom." Oliver approached to plant a kiss on his mother's cheek, then headed to his aunt Anna. Leaning near, he murmured, "Sorry, Aunt Anna. Training kept me from visiting you. I'll compensate later."

Anna appeared startled initially, yet she soon offered a subtle smile and responded, "No need to fret over it. I figure you were occupied elsewhere. But next time..."

Oliver cut her off mid-sentence, pulling her into a profound, fervent kiss on the spot.

His abrupt move stunned Anna. But she quickly reciprocated, intensifying the kiss in return.

Their tongues danced entwined in a fiery clash, sealing their lips tightly together without release.

Her lush, full breasts pressed against his solid chest while their forms molded close.

Finally, the kiss broke, and he drew away from his aunt, leaving her visibly reluctant and unsatisfied.

"Umm... Why don't we dig into breakfast together? Sound good?" Oliver shot Anna a playful smirk, fully aware of her stirred state post-kiss.

Anna exhaled softly inside and answered with a light smile, "Naturally."

From the sidelines, Adam observed the scene and shook his head. "My son's turning bold and forward, huh. Never thought he'd go for his aunt so directly... Guess he inherited that from me."

Overhearing the remark, Mia rolled her eyes and quipped, "Really? Got any clue about your own behavior, Adam?"

"What? Absolutely. How do you think I won you over?" Adam beamed proudly at Mia, who snorted before shifting her attention back to Oliver.

"Oliver, don't cozy up too much to your aunt. She's my sibling, so I know she's no saint. Self-centered and avaricious, she'd drain you completely if given the chance."

"__"

Anna stayed silent but pivoted to her elder twin sister, shooting a piercing stare that sent a chill down Mia's spine.

Yet Mia refused to yield, locking eyes with equal fire and vigor in a tense standoff that made the others uneasy.

Noticing the rising tension, Oliver interjected firmly yet quietly, "Let's focus on our meal."

Anna and Mia ceased their stare-down immediately and resumed their breakfasts, pretending the clash never occurred.

Though the spat was fleeting, mere seconds long, it planted seeds of concern in Oliver about their sibling bond ahead, dreading potential blowups he couldn't contain.

Still, catching their sly, amused glances toward him, he caught on that it was mere sibling teasing, and he'd been toyed with once more.

'These two sisters are a handful... I ought to devise a way to rein them in, lest they keep toying with me...' Oliver mused.

Ultimately, though, he shrugged it off. Such minor spats always brought a spark of enjoyment.