
She made me her assistant. Then she made me her toy. Working backstage at Coachella should've been a dream-until Billie Eilish started playing games I was never ready for. She flirts in public, humiliates me in front of her friends, and then pulls me into locked rooms just to whisper filth in my ear. I should quit. I should run. Instead, I let her break me. One bruise, one moan, one "good girl" at a time. Toxic. Kinky. Messy. This isn't a love story. This is what happens when you let Billie Eilish in your head-and between your thighs. -updates weekly. mature content. dom!billie x submissive!you, G!P BILLIE .Todos os Direitos Reservados
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