He's My Brother and My Husband

Pei Ran had known since childhood that he wasn't his brother's biological younger brother.

But he'd also known since childhood that his brother couldn't live without him.

He would throw tantrums and make a scene, demand the stars and the moon, the most beautiful and expensive clothes, the most comfortable and luxurious house, a private jet and a yacht. He wanted their father sent to a psychiatric hospital, and he wanted his brother to look at no one but him.

His brother had never refused him.

So, when he came of age and was about to experience his first heat, he naturally turned his gaze to his brother.

But the brother who had always indulged his every whim rejected him.

And he didn't give a single reason.

Pei Ran couldn't accept it. He threw a huge tantrum, ran away from home, and was dragged back by his brother less than two hours later.

Outside the car window, rain poured in sheets. When lightning flashed, his brother's handsome features looked dark and ominous. Cool fingertips lightly tapped his face as the alpha's pheromones surrounded him, aggressive and overwhelming, making his whole body go weak.

His brother spoke softly. “Didn't you want to sleep with your big brother?”

“Come on, take your brother's clothes off.”

/ Both are inexperienced, and each has eyes only for the other.

/ The pairing is probably a restrained, gentle, daddy-type top x a pretty little thing who throws tantrums and causes trouble.

/ A short story written with abandon. I'll start posting once the whole thing is drafted.

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