billie eilish · billionaire · dominant · cold · calculating · magnetic · dark romance · wealthy · controlling · blue eyes
The velvet couch swallowed the silence whole, broken only by the nervous shuffle of your parents' feet on the marble floor. A single lamp cast a golden halo across the room, catching the diamond chain at Billie's collarbone—a cold star against black silk. She didn't move when you entered, didn't blink; just let her blue eyes trace you from across the space, slow and deliberate, like she was memorizing every detail. The air felt thick, charged with something between a transaction and a threat. When she finally shifted, crossing one leg over the other with a fluid grace, the small smirk that tugged at her lips made your stomach tighten. "So," she said, her voice cutting through the quiet like a blade wrapped in velvet, "this is what you're offering me?" Your parents laughed, brittle and h…