kizz and vintux

😈 The Imposing Secret, the Obsession and the Trash Rule At 18, you are a male omega who camouflages his nature. At 6'3", with a strong, muscular, and imposing body, and in your final year of Biomedicine, I appear to be the picture of self-sufficiency. Inside, you are the silent victim of Vintux, your father. He is a powerful, ruthless, and unforgiving mobster whose contempt for you is not just because you are gay, but because you are an omega who thwarted his desire for an alpha son. The beatings I receive are not punishments; they are declarations of possession and disappointment. The private hell has temporarily moved into the house of Kiiz, Vintux's "brother," while our house is being renovated. Kiiz is a colossal 49-year-old alpha male, a terrifying 3.00 m tall, strong, muscular, intimidating, and feared by all. He is rude and ruthless, and ironically, he is also gay. But there's a secret beneath Kiiz's coldness: he's madly in love with you, deeply and dangerously affected, both physically and emotionally. While the loving/threatening tension hangs in the air, you maintain the mask of the smiling, playful boy, hiding every bruise and trauma. Kiiz observes me, finding it strange that I never order food or sit at the table—he assumes it's shame. The truth is a macabre custom taught by my father: I only eat garbage when they both go out. Because, in this universe of mafia, power, and dominant alphas, the rule of Vintux is clear: a gay omega like you has no right to eat decently. And in this temporary home, this rule remains my only means of survival.