CHAPTER 2 AWAKENING OF POWERS

Tick! Tick!

The sound of the wall clock ticking could be heard continuously in the quiet and dark room.

A long time passed and it was bright outside, but James Oswald had not yet woken up from his erotic dream. In fact, if it was just a dream, it would not have tortured him so much. What really made him unable to suppress his fantasy was that she was so lewd in his dream. The real her had always been so holy and noble, especially to him, she was a goddess who transcended the mundane world. But in his dream, she was so lewd, and the dream was completely created by himself. Doesn't this mean that he actually imagined his goddess as a slut?

James Oswald got up in a daze, walked into the bathroom, tore off the underwear that had been stained with semen, turned on the shower without adjusting the water temperature, and let the cold water pour over his head.

Stimulated by the cold water, James Oswald regained some of his spirits and temporarily put aside the depression in his heart. He quickly washed himself and returned to the changing room outside.

Standing in front of the huge dressing mirror, James Oswald stared blankly at his naked self in the mirror. Objectively speaking, James Oswald has a good figure. He is about 1.7 meters tall, with slender and well-proportioned limbs. Although his muscles are not too developed, they look full of strength. Perhaps because of his excellent genes, James Oswald also has a very handsome face. His tough handsomeness makes him the most popular both in school and in society.

Beauty is justice!

But James Oswald himself knew very well that he was just a useless person. He was born into a very prominent family, the Oswald family, one of the four major wealthy families in California. His grandfather William Oswald was the head of the Washington Military District and the current head of the Oswald family. His grandmother Emma Brown was the current head of the Brown family, one of the four major wealthy families in Washington, and is also the current top leader of the country. His father David Oswald is the president of the largest media and film company in California, with a net worth of over 100 billion. His mother Amelia Wilson is the second daughter of the Wilson family, one of the four major wealthy families in Washington. She was once the 'most beautiful woman in Washington' and is now the director of gynecology in the Obstetrics and Gynecology Department of the First People's Hospital of California.

As the direct descendant of the head of the family, he was given the imposing and meaningful name "James", and was obviously placed with high hopes. But for some reason, the most powerful person in the family, James Oswald's grandfather William Oswald, did not like him very much, and strictly forbade him to practice the Oswald family's mental skills since he was a child, and even asked his mother Amelia Wilson to take her children away from the Oswald family.

From that time on, Amelia Wilson was completely disappointed with the Oswald family. Although she had little contact with David Oswald, she still divorced David Oswald and became an ordinary director of obstetrics and gynecology, living the life of an ordinary family and an ordinary person. Fortunately, although Amelia Wilson doted on her son, she was extremely strict with family education. Otherwise, even if his parents were divorced and without old man William Oswald, he still had his grandfather James Wilson, he would most likely become one of the second-generation rich in Washington, and with his family background, he would probably be the most dangerous one among them.

Feeling emotional about his life, James Oswald lowered his head slightly, but accidentally saw the dejected guy between his legs. He subconsciously reached out and held it, and when it slowly hardened, he couldn't help but think of the scene in his dream.

Perhaps because some time had passed, James Oswald's self-blame was not as severe as before, so he quickly thought of some unreasonable things. Although he lived a somewhat restrained life, he was definitely happy. While other children of wealthy families of his age were either making great achievements or living a life of debauchery, he was as pure as a blank sheet of paper, and the closest physical contact he had was with his mother, sister and younger sister at home.

Why was her body in my dream so real?

James Oswald shook his head and gave up these stubborn thoughts. He reached out and hit the guy who had become as hard as in the dream. After muttering "It's all your fault!", he found a set of clothes and hurriedly put them on. It was not known whether he was blaming the thing for not living up to its expectations or blaming it for inserting into a place that he was absolutely not allowed to insert in his dream.

The night is getting darker and the moon and stars are sparse.

The bright sky seemed as clear and bright as the finest glass. Fine raindrops as fine as catkins fell gently from the sky, dripping on the trees and the ground in all directions.

The green grass and trees, once moistened by the rain, emit a faint green glow.

This rain should bring some coolness to the hot California, right?

Unfortunately, James Oswald didn't take this rare view seriously at all.

James Oswald came out of the bathroom after taking a shower and stood in front of the window, looking out blankly. After a long time, he came to his senses, picked up the cold boiled water on the bedside table and took a big gulp, looking at the photo frame on the table next to him.

With his right hand he stroked the glass surface gently, looking at the photo of a family of five, which was taken when he was six years old with his family. It was the first and last photo of him and his father David Oswald, and it is the only family photo he has preserved intact: in the picture, James Oswald's father David Oswald is sitting in the middle, suave, handsome and unrestrained; his mother Amelia Wilson is nestled beside her husband, smiling gently, with extraordinary charm, holding James Oswald's hand with her right hand; his sister Oswald is standing on David Oswald's left, like a white water lotus, graceful and charming; his sister Oswald is lying on her father's broad and strong back, although she is thin and short, she is lively and beautiful; and James Oswald is holding Amelia Wilson's slender legs with both hands, with most of his body shrunk behind Amelia Wilson, with only a small head poking out, with a shy and restrained expression on his face, looking innocent and cute, and the whole photo is filled with a strong feeling of warmth.

Why!

James Oswald sighed deeply and shook his head vigorously. His mind was still in a daze at this moment. His memory of waking up from a spring dream was a little confused. Several scenes flashed in his mind from time to time, completely destroying this warm scene.

He vaguely remembered that when he was six years old, his mother Amelia Wilson took the three siblings away from the Oswald family and chose to divorce David Oswald. The fairy-tale couple that was once the envy of many children from wealthy families in the United States were unable to stay together and grow old together. He couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness about the impermanence of life.

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