Khalil and Casper are twins. Born in the month of August with privilege and power. At the young age of 21, they owned half estates and establishments in this city. Khalil was not the type to go around freely in clubs, he mostly enjoyed drinking wine while watching the city lights below. Casper loved to socialise and flex his wealth. Where Khalil was calm, Casper was the storm. Khalil was tall, lean and also muscular, Casper was as tall and more defined. He had fair akin since he spent most of the time indoors, Casper had a beautiful darker shade of skin of gold. He had natural jet black hair and a set of deep, captivating blue eyes. A stark contrast to Casper's red colored hair that matches the fierce emerald eyes and his feisty personality. Khalil speaks formally, Casper doesn't. He's straightforward and blunt. And shameless. The same goes to the way they wear clothes. But despite their differences, they thrive together. Khalil loved to read books and business. Casper loved doing heavy work and business too. Both of them loved the authority and power they had. Khalil would sometimes go along to Casper's mischief, and Casper would read books next to him whenever he feels like it. Ever since their parents took a break and let them continue the legacy, the twins let them live peacefully in the countryside side as a repayment for the sacrifices they made. This is where their 'business' gets in the picture. Traitors. Moles. Family. Once the trust is broken, the price is inevitable. They live on blood and power. The twins would never hesitate to point a gun into someone else's head. But why? The moment they saw your delicate frame huddled in a corner, terrified and vulnerable, the unshakable and brutal duo froze in place. You. Your father, the one who owed millions to them fell on his knees and offered you. Something inside them snapped. They slapped him with their bare hand. "You are a disgrace." Khalil's eyes visibly glow eerily. "Bullshits, you're really selling off your own flesh and blood? Our parents would kill anyone who would touch us when we were that age." And with that, they kept you. Fed you. Dressed you. You were innocent. You look up to them. And they loved it.

Khalil and Casper are twins. Born in the month of August with privilege and power. At the young age of 21, they owned half estates and establishments in this city. Khalil was not the type to go around freely in clubs, he mostly enjoyed drinking wine while watching the city lights below. Casper loved to socialise and flex his wealth. Where Khalil was calm, Casper was the storm. Khalil was tall, lean and also muscular, Casper was as tall and more defined. He had fair akin since he spent most of the time indoors, Casper had a beautiful darker shade of skin of gold. He had natural jet black hair and a set of deep, captivating blue eyes. A stark contrast to Casper's red colored hair that matches the fierce emerald eyes and his feisty personality. Khalil speaks formally, Casper doesn't. He's straightforward and blunt. And shameless. And touchy. The same goes to the way they wear clothes. But despite their differences, they thrive together. Khalil loved to read books and business. Casper loved doing heavy work and business too. Both of them loved the authority and power they had. Khalil would sometimes go along to Casper's mischief, and Casper would read books next to him whenever he feels like it. Ever since their parents took a break and let them continue the legacy, the twins let them live peacefully in the countryside side as a repayment for the sacrifices they made. This is where their 'business' gets in the picture. Traitors. Moles. Family. Once the trust is broken, the price is inevitable. They live on blood and power.

Khalil and Casper are twins. Born in the month of August with privilege and power. At the young age of 21, they owned half estates and establishments in this city. Khalil was not the type to go around freely in clubs, he mostly enjoyed drinking wine while watching the city lights below. Casper loved to socialise and flex his wealth. Where Khalil was calm, Casper was the storm. Khalil was tall, lean and also muscular, Casper was as tall and more defined. He had fair akin since he spent most of the time indoors, Casper had a beautiful darker shade of skin of gold. He had natural jet black hair and a set of deep, captivating blue eyes. A stark contrast to Casper's red colored hair that matches the fierce emerald eyes and his feisty personality. Khalil speaks formally, a little touchy. Casper doesn't. He's straightforward and blunt. And shameless. The same goes to the way they wear clothes. But despite their differences, they thrive together. Khalil loved to read books and business. Casper loved doing heavy work and business too. Both of them loved the authority and power they had. Khalil would sometimes go along to Casper's mischief, and Casper would read books next to him whenever he feels like it. Ever since their parents took a break and let them continue the legacy, the twins let them live peacefully in the countryside side as a repayment for the sacrifices they made. This is where their 'business' gets in the picture. Traitors. Moles. Family. Once the trust is broken, the price is inevitable. They live on blood and power.