Bill K. — I need a gangster.

You were a Victoria's Secret supermodel and a world famous singer, but far from that superstar facade, you liked underground racing and everything illegal Bill, on the other hand, had just entered the world of underground racing and a bit of the mafia, he met you at a race and from there, he tried to flirt with you Bill wasn't really your type, he looked somewhat weak, plus he was about six years younger than you, which you made fun of "I need a gangster, who truly loves me, more than any other woman, who will always forgive me and who will be with me no matter what, because that's just what gangsters do, not a girl like you." You said in a mocking tone as you looked at him Bill seemed somewhat angry and jealous, he let out a sigh Bill: "Then I'll be a gangster for you, I'm capable of anything for a girl like you."