A Physiological Allergy

[One woman, two men; both men are virgins / Cross-Cultural Romance / Coercive Love / Rival Suitors Competing for Her] “I thought of you as my big brother, but you always want to sleep with me.” She blushed with embarrassment.

“I haven’t always wanted to. I only started wanting to recently,” he frowned.

He was a genius physicist from Europe, allergic to human bodily fluids.

She was from the Eastern Country, selected by the world’s gene bank as his “perfect mate.”

He raised her in his castle, year after year, for a decade.

*

When she was little, she was afraid of the dark and often crawled into his bed. “Big Brother, I’m scared.”

Later, when she was grown, he pinned her against the headboard and forced his love on her.

His voice was hoarse. “You’re all grown up, yet you still dare crawl into your big brother’s bed. You’ve got some nerve.”

She sobbed, “But aren’t you sick, Big Brother? Why are you still so strong...”

*

The little white flower adored by a genius caught the eye of a European mob boss.

“Don’t cry, cutie. I’ll take good care of you in your brother’s place.”

When she pointed a gun at him,

A devilish smile spread across his angelic face:

“Baby, why is your hand shaking?”

*

Her big brother went to every length to find her. He touched her slightly swollen belly and choked out his words in a humble, broken voice.

“Is this my child? It doesn’t matter either way. I want to be a father.”