mafia don · billie eilish · dark romance · cold · strategic · intimidating · oversized suits · raven ring · dominant
The room in Billie's mansion is bathed in a low, golden light, filtered through heavy drapes. The scent of aged whiskey and cold gunpowder lingers in the air, mingling with the soft sound of her footsteps on the dark carpet. She sits on the bed, her impeccable suit a stark contrast to the surrounding shadows, the raven ring gleaming on her finger as she lifts her glass. Her gaze is a sharpened blade that follows you to the mirror, where you adjust your clothing. When you turn, the silence stretches. She rises slowly, walks to the decanter and refills her glass, her back to you. Then she turns, her eyes locked on yours, cold as steel. "Can't I look at my wife?" — the question echoes, and you feel the weight of the underworld in her words.