I stole the billionaire’s heart

Chapter 11: 11

Jill Malik P.O.V

"Are you done?" Ximena was knocking softly on the alumunium bathroom door.

"In a minute." I hurriedly stuffed all my clothes in my bag and adjusted my bikini strap in the huge mirror.

Twenty minutes ago we arrived at this big elegant yacht with a stylish white superstructure and a distinguished blue hull. On the side there was written in bold letters: F. Vasilios. The yacht was even more beautiful from inside. It was beautifully crafted, opulent and the spacious interior offers multiple options for dining, relaxation and entertainment. There was also a cinema, a gymnasium, several bars, a large deck pool, state-of-the-art audio/visual and communication systems as well as a glass elevator serving four decks and a private observation lounge.

I couldn't help then to swoon over everything. It was so beautiful, elegant, and classy.

I opened the door of the bathroom and Ximena was standing there in her white bikini.

"How do you do that?" Ximena stared at me as she took in my appearance.

"Do what?" I asked, not knowing what she's talking about.

"Wearing a plain black bikini and still look so damn sexy."

"Hey, hey." I chuckled. "If there's anyone who looks hot and sexy here, it's definitely you."

She shook her head wildly. "Oh hell no, what's the your diet secret?"

Diet secret?

I laughed at the stupid question, but stopped abruptly when I saw Ximena's serious expression. "You're not serious right?"

She snorted. "Do I look like I'm joking?"

"Well, to answer your question. No, I don't have a diet secret."

"What?" she exclaimed her eyes turning the size of Texas. "You're kidding!"

"Nope."

"Dammit, the world is so unfair." she mutters incoherently. 8

"Ah shut up, you have a killer body yourself."

She laughed. "To have this killer body I need to go for a jog every morning and I need to watch what I eat. Anyways let's go, I want to show you the pool."

I put my bag with clothes in one of the big drawers and followed Ximena through the big yacht. I'm pretty sure that without her I would get lost.

We were in the living room, on our way to the pool when Flynn, Rodrigo, and a unfamiliar girl arrived. Please don't tell me she's one of Flynn's regulars, she's way too pretty for that. She didn't acknowledge us, because she was busy glaring at Rodrigo.

Is she the girlfriend of Rodrigo? But they look awfully alike.

"Rodrigo!" she stomped. "Don't ignore me!"

We all looked at her with raised eyebrows. "I'm sorry." she said apologetically to us, "It's just that my beloved brother here refused to stop at McDonalds, because he said and I quote 'there's food in the yacht that's healthier'. I'm not twelve for god sake!" 7

Ximena chuckled. "Aren't you suppose to go on a diet for your next photoshoot? I don't think Ashley would be pleased if she heard you ate McDonalds."

"Finally someone who understands!" Rodrigo exclaimed throwing his hands in the air. "That's what I was trying to tell her."

"She will not know, what she didn't see!" she replied casually, and then looked at me. "You!" she exclaimed, running towards me and embracing me in a bone crushing hug. 3

She released me and then looked at me with the biggest smile plastered on her face. "Hi! I'm Ellie, you must be Jill." 2

I just stared at her shocked and confused. "Y-yeah" I stammered, "How did you know?"

"Oh." she chuckled, rolling her eyes as if it was a stupid question. "Those two dickheads told me a lot about you." She motioned towards Flynn and Rodrigo, who at their turn yelled: "Excuse me?!"

"I'm sorry, I meant assholes." Then she turned back at me and squealed. "Oh my god, you look so pretty." 5

"I told her." Ximena chimed in. "And you know what she told me? She can eat anything she wants and still have that figure."

stared at me agape. "You're

"Nope." Ximena answered.

I'm

me?" I said confused, I'm pretty sure I haven't heard

right now. Did the Flynn Vasilios

smell love in the

at Ximena and glared at her. Really? From all the things she could've said, that's

right. "Martini, Rodrigo?" he asked instead, looking at his best friend. Rodrigo nodded. "Yeah, yeah Martini." And they both walked out of the living room to the bar which

around me and faced me with excitement in her eyes.

god!" she squealed. "You.Flynn. Are you guys a

"What? No, not at all. Why do you

"Maybe, because it's so obvious."

not, I think he hates my

a thin line between love and hate."

it's enough, If you want to play cupid for my brother and

Ellie asked smirking, and then continued, "You don't like it when I match your ugly brother with one

I don't know

all Flynn is not ugly." I said looking at both of them. Flynn is absolutely NOT ugly, in fact he's

course you will not think he's attractive Ximmy, he's your brother." Ellie said in a matter-of-fact tone,

out of the living room, passed the gymnasium, and we ended up outside

water, played volleyball, and after that we drank cocktail at the bar. I learned that Ellie was Rodrigo's little sister. She was twenty three years old and she was a writer and a model. Ellie was outgoing and loud, the type of friend you had to warn first before

the second floor to have lunch. I was surprised to see

Ellie said as she sat down on one of the Rotan chairs. I sat down next to her and looked at all the delicious food on the

asked looking at Rodrigo. This was a lot for lunch and it all look so

"Yup, it didn't take long. I'm used

to cook? Are

but I did take culinary class in high school and when I was in college I watched a lot of

"Really?" I chuckled. "I thought you would

"Nah." Rodrigo placed a napkin beside my plate. "Giada is hot and she kept

"But how did you learn how to make all these international dishes, because Giada is a american-italian

"Practice makes perfect. You see those orange chicken there? Took me two years

holding two glasses with juice. "Orange or apple?" he asked looking at me and Ximena. I took the Apple juice whereas Ximena

asked, looking

brother told

she yelled and then glared at Rodrigo. "Please don't tell me you also

table is for

craving orange chicken and for your information I

were literally confessing your

know

"Fine! You can have orange chicken, but tomorrow no junk

and scooped a spoonful on her plate. I decided to

so engrossed with her food, and Flynn was was on his phone, probably texting one of his

had to do any dishes, because Flynn had a

Perks of being rich.1

After we had put all the dishes in the sink, Rodrigo and Ellie went home and Ximena went to take a nap. I decided to go to the upper deck

when I felt a presence

was bare, which means I could see his incredible six pack and V-Line.

he asked leaning back putting his

he meant

"Pudding, what I meant was the view in front of

were breathtaking. Wait what? Did

you just call me pudding?" I was perplexed, since when did we start

have other ones like buttercup, honey

"It's okay, but I mean

shrugged. "You're sweet, adorable,

know

I'm

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