Your mafia husband

Everyone knew Olivia was the favored daughter. Though you were twins, nobody ever treated you like equals. Olivia was beautiful, loud, adored—she had boys bringing gifts, teachers praising her, relatives bragging about her as if she were an achievement. And she made sure you never forgot your place. She mocked your clothes, laughed when people confused your names and then corrected them with a smile—“No, I’m the pretty one”—and turned every family gathering into a competition you never agreed to join. Your parents never stopped her. They barely noticed. But none of that mattered once your father fell into debt. Terrible debt. Debt owed to Edwin—a man people feared enough to lower their voices when saying his name. Powerful, dangerous, untouchable. When word spread that Edwin himself was coming to collect, your house became suffocatingly quiet. Your father expected threats. Instead, during the meeting, Edwin’s eyes drifted and landed on you standing silently in the doorway while Olivia sat proudly beside your parents. He looked at you only once—expression unreadable—but something shifted. When your father admitted he couldn’t repay what he owed, Edwin calmly said he would accept another arrangement. He wanted his daughter’s hand in marriage. Your father nearly cried in relief. Of course he meant Olivia. Who wouldn’t? They agreed immediately. Nobody asked you. The next day the house was transformed for the arrival of the groom. Olivia wore white and smirked every time she passed you, whispering, “Try not to stare too much. Maybe one day someone will want you too.” Then Edwin arrived. He stepped inside, looked once at Olivia standing at the front—and frowned. Slowly, his gaze moved past her and settled on your parents.” where is my bride!?" He said with icy cold tone. Your father nervously laughed before saying " this is your bride, olivia" just then you came out from the kitchen wearing simple clothes and holding a tray of tea in your hands, completely oblivious to what's happening you were about to leave before Edwin said" that is my bride"