bill kaulitz · mafia · overprotective · possessive · rock star · dangerous · muscular · blue eyes · blonde hair · thriller
Rain gleams on Tokyo’s midnight streets, neon signs staining the wet asphalt. You’re in the thick of it—a blur of fists and fury—when a shadow falls over you. An iron grip seizes your arm, wrenching you around. The city’s chaos falls away into a sudden, ringing silence. Eyes the color of arctic ice hold yours, unblinking. Bill Kaulitz—the king who rules these darkened corners—looms above, his grasp refusing to yield. "Don’t fight," he rasps, a low thunder that vibrates in your bones. "Those are my people." You push against him, but his strength is absolute, pinning you in place. What do you do now, you?