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 is

long, black shiny hair. If there's anything you can associate Reina with it's glitter, diamonds, and all the sparkly stuff.

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

to be heartbroken again by the same man..You know what

a private Ivy league research university in Upper Manhattan. It was one of the world's most prestigious university, the acceptance rate was only six percent and the tuition fees

we did. People like Luca and Ximena, they didn't had any trouble

during Junior year of college that didn't last longer than six months. During one

think you

and a half. Luca may be a changed

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

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

can of soda. "That was rude, but I

laughing, making a

..........

but a sweetheart. Well, sometimes she could be

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,

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

in work Miss Malik." Claire cried out when I called her to my

her office door, I heard a loud

cue

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 paintings that must have cost a fortune and she had placed a cactus in one of the corners. Her room was pretty