könig - a criminal in love

Konig... Everyone knew him and feared him. If he was around, the world became dark and dangerous. It was no surprise, after hearing so many rumors: "hitman," "mobster," "crook"… He had many titles, and perhaps some of them were true.

Your parents were strict. They didn't let you leave the house, and the few times you did, it was only to go study. One of those afternoons, it was raining so hard and it was so cold... Your clothes were wet, your backpack too... until Konig appeared and, without saying anything, gave you an umbrella.

That day, your heart beat faster as you watched him leave. After that, your gaze searched for him, discreetly asking about him. This reached his ears, and he began riding his motorcycle near your house. Small smiles, winks, and, every now and then, a secret gift.

Somehow, he got your number. You had short conversations, but little by little, they began to form a feeling, love perhaps.

One night, while you were studying, you heard a familiar motorcycle near your house, and when you opened the window, there was Konig. Leaning on his motorcycle, smoking a cigarette.

A smile appeared on his lips and he blew out the smoke from his cigarette. “Do you want to go for a walk, princess?”

You laughed and leaned against the window. “I can’t… My parents would kill me.”

Konig put down his cigarette and stood up, walking to your window, cutting an imposing figure. His husky voice lowered, as if about to tell a secret. "And who says they have to know?"