Sweet, gentle homemaker bottom X obsessive mixed-race daddy | Size difference + age gap
Tao Ran took a summer job as a live-in tutor, teaching Chinese to a mixed-race child.
The child lived in a secluded villa. He spoke in a soft, childish voice and was as sweet as a little angel.
With the generous pay, Tao Ran thought the job was a gift from heaven.
The only thing that made him uneasy was the child's uncle and guardian.
Duan Yulin was of Chinese and Russian heritage, a Chinese American, and a business tycoon everyone respected and feared.
He was tall and broad-shouldered, with sharp, deep-set features. Their striking difference in size made him feel intimidating.
Maybe it was just Tao Ran's imagination, but Duan Yulin always seemed to look at him with an alarming intensity.
Then one day, Tao Ran found the intimate clothes he'd mysteriously lost in Duan Yulin's bedroom.
The man's gray-green eyes were fixed on him. His tone was frank and matter-of-fact. "I can't sleep. I can only fall asleep if I smell you."
Tao Ran: "...?"
Tao Ran naively thought that perhaps Duan Yulin just had an unusual sleep fetish.
It wasn't until he was completely trapped in the man's arms that he realized, far too late:
From the moment he stepped into the villa, he'd become the prey Duan Yulin was determined to claim.
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Only after the prey was caught did Tao Ran learn just how insatiable and obsessive Duan Yulin was.
Duan Yulin would often hold him by the waist, rubbing his thumb over Tao Ran's slightly rounded belly as he coaxed him in a husky voice: "Good boy, one more time."
After "one more time" came "one last time," and after "one last time" came "really, the last time."
In an obsessive man's dictionary, the phrase "one last time" simply doesn't exist!!!
Tao Ran was so angry he wanted to bite him, but the moment he opened his mouth, he was kissed instead. QAQ
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Being with Duan Yulin felt unreal.
That was until Duan Yulin's fiancée came to see him.
Looking at the elegant, poised woman before him, Tao Ran was filled with fear. He finally realized how absurd this twisted relationship was.
He packed his bags and fled in a panic.
He hadn't gotten far before someone scooped him up one-handed like a child and pinned him against a wall.
Hot breath washed over him. The man's gray-green eyes brimmed with frenzied adoration. "Baby, why are you running off? I'm angry."
"I want to lock you up so badly that you can never leave me."
"Let's get married right now, okay? You can't say no."
[Reading Notes]
- sc
- Sweet romance, possibly with a touch of coercion
- The fiancée is a family arrangement, not an official engagement. The male lead never accepted it, and there is no romantic entanglement.
April 8, 2026
I really want to write a (pseudo) stepbrother romance. Please add my upcoming story, My Little Brother Is an Omega, to your favorites!
From the first day Lu Zhiyu entered the Lu family, his mother taught him to win over his older brother, Lu Zhiyuan.
Lu Zhiyuan was an S-rank alpha and the Lu family's heir apparent. Though still young, he had already started taking over the family business.
Though intimidated and afraid, Lu Zhiyu pretended not to notice the coldness and disdain in Lu Zhiyuan's eyes. He clumsily tried to please him, carefully calling him "Big Brother."
Everything changed the day his brother's pheromones went out of control.
Lu Zhiyu accidentally wandered in and was bitten and chewed on in the dark, receiving a temporary mark.
After that, his brother began looking at him very strangely.
Fortunately, ever since their mother married into a wealthy family, she'd been searching for a rich family for him to marry into.
In the end, she carefully chose an A-rank alpha as his fiancé.
On the day of the engagement, Lu Zhiyu was thrilled that he could finally get away from his brother.
But when he woke up, he was dressed in a red wedding gown, a chain around his ankle, lying in his brother's bed.
His brother stood at the head of the bed, dressed in blood-red robes too. His features were handsome, but he looked like a beautiful demon from hell.
"Awake?" His brother leaned over, rubbing the hot gland at the back of Lu Zhiyu's neck with a fingertip. His voice was terrifyingly gentle. "Don't tremble."
"Zhizhi, that night, I couldn't see your face in the dark."
"But I don't need to see you to know your scent."
"I've thought about it. Let's forget the engagement and get married right away. How about Big Brother takes you to the bridal chamber?"
When Lu Zhiyuan was eighteen, his father remarried, and his stepmother brought her eight-year-old son into the family.
His father was a womanizer, and his stepmother was probably the latest in a long line. So the little brother was actually an illegitimate child.
The illegitimate child had round eyes and a clean, pretty face. The first time he saw Lu Zhiyuan, he timidly called him "Big Brother."
Later, Lu Zhiyuan would come to hate that the child could only call him Big Brother.
Big Brother's Diary 1.0:
A little brother appeared out of nowhere. What brother? He's just an illegitimate child.
Big Brother's Diary 2.0:
But he calls me Big Brother!
Big Brother's Diary 3.0:
My little brother is actually a fragrant, soft omega!!
Big Brother's Diary 4.0:
Lately, I can't stop thinking about my little brother. I need to drink herbal medicine to suppress these thoughts.
Big Brother's Diary 5.0:
No need for herbal medicine anymore.
He's not my biological brother.
He's crying in my arms right now.
He's so fragrant, I might faint!!!
[Big Brother and Little Brother Bonus Scene]
1.
The island is beautiful, but Little Brother never listens and keeps trying to run away.
So Big Brother injects himself with an aphrodisiac right in front of him. "You have three seconds to run."
Little Brother rattles his chains, his body trembling despite himself. "How am I supposed to run when you do that?"
Big Brother fondles the gland at the back of his neck, his eyes full of obsession, and whispers in his ear, "Don't blame me for this, Little Brother."
2.
When you do something wrong, you have to be punished. Little Brother licks his swollen lips, dazed. "B-Big Brother... are you done?"
Big Brother pauses, seeming quite regretful. "Sorry, baby. I think we just got started."
Theme: Your fate is in your own hands