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

first one

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 sparkly or glittery on it, otherwise

she will flip her hair and roll her eyes. I always told her the name Reina suite her well.

heart and I don't want to be heartbroken again

one of the 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 of

to get a fully funded scholarship and we did. People like Luca and Ximena, they didn't had any trouble applying to the University. They were loaded with money, the only thing they had to do

didn't last longer than six months. During one of the frat parties, Reina caught Luca making out with

think you

long time ago. Two years and a half.

"You are suppose to be that friend who doesn't

a manwhore and you deserve a gentleman for god sake! I'm so happy you broke up with him, because I never liked that

loudly as she opened a can of soda. "That was rude,

laughing, making a small bow

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when she came to office. She even snapped at her personal assistant Claire, who was nothing but a sweetheart.

dressed like The Great Depression. She wore a long conservative dress that was two

coffee and macarons for me and Ximena. Claire, her personal assistant, told me that Ximena refuse to have breakfast and refuse

out when I called her to my office asking

knocked on her office door, I heard a loud groan followed with an even louder

was my cue to

the CEO after all. She had a huge cherry desk in the middle of her office, that fitted perfectly with the Dutch white color on her walls and her tiles. There was also a huge glass window behind her that had the perfect view of New York city. Furthermore, she had hung up some really cool