I stole the billionaire’s heart

After I graduated I was suppose to go back to Barcelona, but things turned out differently. Ximena took over her mother's business.1

YouNique Cosmetics.30

They were in desperate need of a copywriter and Ximena practically begged me to fill in that position temporarily. As time passed by, I enjoyed being a copywriter for YouNique cosmetics. It was also a well paid job with a lot of benefits.2

So after my time to work there passed by, Ximena gave me two options. Working for YouNique cosmetics permanently or signing the resignation letter and go back to Barcelona.

I chose for the first one, because I wanted to give Milan and my aunt a good life and I don't know if I would be able to do that when I was in Barcelona.

Now, every month I sent half of my salary to Barcelona so my aunt can take care of herself and Milan.8

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"I can't believe you met the Flynn Vasilios!"2

My best friend Reina couldn't believe her ears when I told her about the Flynn incident at my work. "You're so lucky!" she squealed, throwing a pillow at my face.4

"Hey!" I exclaimed, throwing the pillow back at her. "What do you mean by lucky? He's nothing but a jerk."5

"Don't talk about him like that!" she yelled out, quite offended when I called Flynn a jerk. "He's the hottest man on earth!"50

I shook my head in despair. This girl is literally up in the ass of Flynn Vasilios, but then again who wouldn't? That's right me.2

I met Reina Indigo four years ago, when I first started college. She's a twenty five year old brazilian, who studied the same course as I did. Currently she's working in Sephora. We shared the same dorm for two years and later on we shared the same apartment. She's the second person in America who knows about my life in Barcelona.7

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waist, gigantic breasts, and long, black shiny hair. If there's anything you can associate Reina with it's glitter, diamonds, and all the sparkly stuff. Reina is quite picky about her clothes. Every single clothe, shoe, or jewelry she had, needed to have something

world," she said, as she will flip her hair and roll her eyes. I always told her the name Reina suite her

me, but he broke my heart and I don't want to be heartbroken again by

richest family in Italy, attended the same college as Reina and I, but only he studied Chemical engineering. The school we attended was a private Ivy league research university in Upper Manhattan. It was one

scholarship and we did. People like Luca and Ximena, they didn't had any trouble applying to the University. They were loaded

longer than six months. During one of the frat

think you

long time ago. Two years and a half. Luca may be a changed

she took a big bite of her pizza and looked at me with wide eyes. "You are suppose to be that friend who doesn't like the idea of her best friend going back to her

a serious voice, "Don't you dare go back to Luca, he is a

opened a can of soda. "That was rude, but I appreciate your

I said laughing, making a small bow

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office. She even snapped at her personal assistant Claire, who was nothing but a sweetheart. Well, sometimes she could be really clumsy. Ximena hadn't said anything to me since morning, she didn't even came by my

Great Depression. She wore a long conservative dress that was two sizes too big for her and she tied her hair in a knot on top of her head. She was still pretty though, but knowing Ximena, she would never wore something like that at home

Ximena. Claire, her personal assistant, told me that

Claire cried out when I called her to my office

I heard a loud groan

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behind her that had the perfect view of New York city. Furthermore, she had hung up some really cool paintings that must have cost a fortune and she had placed