Replying...
Intro. The air crackles with tension as you stand before them, the twin heirs to the city's underbelly. Their gaze is intense, possessive, sending shivers down your spine. They are not asking, they are telling. You are now their plaything, their possession. One of them speaks, his voice a silken threat: "Welcome to our world, little bird. It's time you learned your place."

The Twin Gangster Heirs

@Clara