I stole the billionaire’s heart

"Are you sure this is it?" I asked looking at Baxter with wide eyes.

"Yes Miss Malik, this is the GoldBar."

I looked back outside. It was crowded with paparazzis. How am I going to get through that without tripping or being pushed?

"I will escort you to the main entrance, don't worry." Baxter said when he saw the terrified look on my face.

I let out a breath of relief. Good, because I don't think I would be able to walk in five inch heels through that crowd of paparazzis.

Baxter opened the door for me and that's when I heard paparazzi shouting: "Is that Zoe Clayton?! Zoe!"

Baxter held me firmly on my waist as we work a way through the crowd. I held my head down due the flashes of the cameras. "It's not Zoe guys!" I heard someone yell. "If it's not Zoe, who is she?" 5

"Wow she's pretty!"

"That's Ximena Vasilios personal driver."

"Do you have your invitation card Miss?" Baxter asked as we were approaching the entrance. I nodded, I was holding it in my hand.

Suddenly Baxter let go of me. "I can't go further than here, have a great night Miss Malik, give me a call when you're ready to go home."

I nodded, Baxter had put in his number in my cell phone on our way here. I walked to the two security guards who were standing in front of the entrance. I showed them my invitation card, they nodded and opened the door for me to enter.

The entire room was filled with women in designer dresses and men in suits. Music was playing softly as I tried to make a way through the crowd searching for Kat Von D. I have to admit, this woman has a really great party planner. The liquid lipsticks Kat Von D will launch today are mostly yellowish and gold-ish. This whole venue just add more power to the liquid lipsticks.

The GoldBar was entirely gold, except for the couches on the side that were black. There were huge golden chandeliers on the ceiling providing just enough light to see everyone.

"So who are you, stealing the spotlight from my own party." a familiar voice said behind me. I turned around seeing Kat von d in a elegant black dress from her own clothing line.

"Good evening Kat, I'm Jill Malik, I work for Ximena Vasilios, sadly she can't be here tonight."

Kat rose her eyebrows. "I heard, she went to Paris with her boyfriend, are you her personal assistant?"

shook my head. "No,

little mastermind behind all the names

I laughed. "Well yes,

you related to Zayn Malik?"

my head again. I got this question so many times. "No, not at all."

masterpiece, I'm in completely awe."3 "Thank you

be in the fashion show next

but I don't

speech and toast

..........

Flynn Vasilios P.O.V

yelled causing everyone that

keep your big mouth shut!" I hissed glaring

"That bitch is one hell of a snake!" he whispered

he was working in his father's company in Dubai, but since the expansion of

"I swear, If I see that little

don't!" I said firmly. "That's abuse

it? I will let a girl do

anything Rodrigo, be a good boy for once and listen

you learned your lesson after that one time your sister

still not over it yet, she got really mad when I told her I

blame her, It was probably traumatizing for her to see Lana all tied up with a gag in

was hot man and I couldn't

not her." Rodrigo concluded sipping

weird to see two billionaires sitting on the patio of a coffee shop drinking coffee at five in the afternoon.

said disappointed. "It was not her."

just grow some balls and tell

doesn't fucking

I do." I heard a velvety voice behind me. I turned around only to see a

I said surprised. "I thought you