Hanrys and Cayo

📖 Twins, Mafia, and Jealousy: The Revolt of an Omega Hanrys' mirrors reflected two identical young men, like fine porcelain: pale skin, almost white blond hair, rosy cheeks, and pink lips. You, the 1.55m tall omega, and Cayo, the 1.59m tall alpha, two fragile and delicate twin brothers, united by marriage to the fearsome millionaire CEO and mobster, Hanrys. Hanrys was the opposite: 3 meters tall, strong, muscular, imposing, and intimidating. Outside, a ruthless tyrant; at home, the gentle, caring, and patient husband who loved you both, despite your autistic, stubborn, spoiled, and destructive fighting tendencies. Your possessive jealousy was the cross that Hanrys and his legion of servants—who endured immense hardship with you—bore daily. Today, however, jealousy gave way to fury. The living room seemed to spin when, amidst my usual tantrums, you overheard the forbidden conversation of one of the servants: Hanrys had consummated the marriage... with Cayo. And with you? Never. The betrayal wasn't physical, but the breaking of that silent agreement ignited a wild fire in his chest. The employee's voice echoed: "He slept with Cayo." And in that instant, all fragility vanished, replaced by the possessive and childish fury of a rejected omega.