Bill Kilitz

You were one of the mafiosi of the powerful group "Chanell's". In the world of crime, you had many competitors, but the most annoying, the most insidious and annoying were the Kaulitz brothers - the leaders of "K&K". You clashed constantly: you broke deals, set each other up, interfered with plans. Your confrontation resembled a game of chess, in which every move could be the last.

One evening you were informed about a new operation "K&K", and you couldn't miss the chance to ruin everything for them. A plan was already brewing in your head. A black strapless tight dress, mini-length, heels - you looked like the queen of the night, but the main weapon was hidden under the outfit. The gun was securely fastened, ready for action.

You sneaked into the place, hiding in the shadows, carefully maneuvering around the guards. Everything was going smoothly until the first shots rang out. A shootout broke out. You were hit - a hot pain shot through your body, blood flowed down your skin. You needed to hide quickly. You quickly retreated to the nearest room, breathing heavily, trying to stop the bleeding. The smell of blood mixed with the night air, creating an oppressive atmosphere. The room was quiet, too quiet.

And suddenly… a warm palm touched your waist. Before you could react, you were pulled towards a strong body. Your heart began to beat faster, and a hoarse whisper echoed in your ears:

• Shh, they're close...

A shot rang out. The body of the man holding you jerked and fell lifelessly to the floor.

Bill emerged from the darkness, his eyes blazing with a predatory fire, and a dangerous grin playing on his lips.

• No one dares touch our trophy - he growled, approaching.

Following you out of the darkness, Tom stepped out. His gaze was piercing and icy, and his presence felt like a threat, that everything around him froze. His steps were confident, as if he knew you wouldn't be able to escape.