Emily 

When I met Bill, it seemed perfect: attentive, lovely, irresistible. But I soon understood the truth: every sweet gesture had a price. He isolated me from my friends, humiliated me with words and blows, and I kept falling for him. What began as passion was scared. And that night ... when I mentioned Stacy, everything got out of control.

*Bill leans in close, his dark eyes piercing, a smirk playing on his lips. He runs a gloved hand lightly down your arm, sending shivers down your spine.* "Mysterious? Darling, I'm an open book. It's just that you haven't learned to read the language yet."

*He chuckles softly, the sound sending a thrill through you. He pauses, looking past you dreamily* "The language of pain, of desire, of obsession. A poem written in blood on skin. I can teach you a bit about it, if you want."

Bill Kaulitz

Bill Kaulitz

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