I stole the billionaire’s heart

Jill Malik P.O.V

"How's everything at home Tía?" I put my phone on loudspeaker as I was wiping the makeup off my face.

I just returned from Ximena's party when I decided to give aunt Lydia a call. I haven't talked to her and Milan in almost two weeks. It was two in the morning in New York, but in Barcelona it was already eight in the morning and aunt Lydia and Milan would be awake and have breakfast.

"Everything is alright, how's New York?" Aunt Lydia asked. I heard Milan's voice in the background asking for churros. "No! No Churros, first drink your milk."1

I chuckled softly as I heard Aunt Lydia talking to Milan. "He still doesn't like milk?" I asked. When Milan was still a baby he refused to drink milk like other babies. While it took only a couple minutes to feed a baby, it took me a whole half day to feed Milan.12

"Oh no, I have to bribe him with churros to drink milk." 8

I laughed, typical Milan.

"Are you coming for his birthday? He's asking for you." 3

I nodded, but realized that Aunt Lydia couldn't see me. "Yes, I will. I already told Ximena about it." I said.

"Good." Aunt Lydia said as she let out a breath of relieve. I know that she's happy to finally see me again. "You haven't seen him in two years."

"Yeah." I sighed. I had missed his fourth and fifth birthday and I still feel so guilty that I couldn't make it only if it was for a couple of hours. "I was busy with finishing school and stuff."7

"I know, are you planning to take Milan to New York with you?"3

I stayed silent for a while when Aunt Lydia asked me that question. I was contemplating about taking him with me, New York has a lot of opportunities for him. "I don't know Tía, I don't want you to live alone in Barcelona."5

"Don't worry about me, I'll manage."

"No, I'll not take Milan with me. If he's old enough to decide what he wants, he can make his own decision. I'll always be there for him."

"You're really smart cariña, I don't know what I would do without you. You're so kind, generous--,"10

"Oh tía." I interrupted her, "You would be just fine."

"No, no...I don't even want to think about how close I was to lose you."

"But you didn't. I'm still alive." I whispered. Memories about what happened six years ago start making it's way to my head. 12

"I'm sorry, lo siento mucho."

"It's okay Tía, it's the...past and it's not your fault."

"I want Churros! I already drank my milk." I heard Milan's voice in the background. I smiled at the sound of him. He's such a big boy now.

"You didn't." Aunt Lydia said accusingly. "I saw you throwing it away in the sink."6

I laughed at that. And he's probably also a bad boy. "Do you hear this Jill?" Aunt Lydia huffed and I imagined her rolling her eyes. "He's not drinking his milk."

"I am! Can I have a churro now?" Milan yelled in the background

Aunt Lydia sighed, she had a soft spot for that boy. He had her wrapped around his little finger. "Okay, let me end this call first. I'll talk to you later Jill. Te amo."

"Te amo." I said, before ending the call. I put my phone down on my nightstand and suddenly everything that happened six years ago started to make it's way to my head. I had tried to forget and move on, but every now and then something or someone had to remind me about it. I can't get rid of that someone, because that someone is Milan.4

I sat on my bed as I let the memories take over my head. It was so long ago, but it felt like it had happened yesterday.

"Hey don't cry." Larissa whispered as she hugged me. How can I not cry? We were the 'it' couple at school, four years strong and then bam just like that everything's gone. Our future plans, our marriage, the baby names. We even agreed that our first child name would be Aliyah for a girl and Xavier for a boy. Now I can't use those names anymore, because it would remind me of him. 4

"He broke up with me." I sobbed as I buried my face in the hem of her shirt.

"Who?" Larissa asked. I bet she forgot that I was with Mateo.

"Mateo! We were together since freshman year." How I wished I could see the future then I didn't had to go through this horrible, heartbreaking, and painful process.

"Oh poor thing" Larissa whispered as she hugged me tighter.

high school behind and with the money her father left for her in his will she

diary. I always told her about my problems and I know

year- broke up with me after I gave my valedictorian speech, I was shattered. My world crumbled, all the plans I had

a scholarship to study in the USA and he got one to study in Switzerland. He didn't even

breakup? I wasted four years of my life on some loser, who not only broke up with me, but also had a secret relationship

that something was wrong because he became distant, but I didn't really care about it. It was senior

an unfamiliar girl sitting with his parents. I assumed it was his cousin or family friend I haven't met yet. When his parents came to congratulate me, I felt that Mateo

fidgeting nervously

her eyes lit up and she ran towards

she

not a

spot staring at Mateo with teary eyes as he pecked the girl on her lips. So that's why

can explain

and screamed: "Shut up! I don't need no fucking explanation gilipollas .

ran out of the graduation ceremony and cried my heart out in the car. My head was a mess and I couldn't think

Larissa.

mind. I need to go to Larissa. I started the car and with a messed up head

will be alright." Larissa cooed. "He is not worth your tears."

arrived in Milan. Larissa had called Aunt Lydia to tell her I was here. Poor Aunty was worried

you Lari." I

"I missed you too Jill, but you know that I can't go

"Why?" I asked.

future. Barcelona is...I'm not ready to go back yet.

"Sooner or later you should visit. Aunt

at me. "I know...I

widened. "Goodness, I need to get

I asked

for a second and then

I shook my head. "That's not

idea. I don't want you to stay

only thing I need right now is ice cream,

before she exited

fashion show at least I need to clear my mind somehow. Whiskey can help me with that.

door and there was a girl in a maid uniform holding a peach colored dress and shoes in her hand along with a pink bag which I assumed there was makeup

as

the driver will be here in an

closed the door again. I put everything on the bed and took a shower. I could choose from all different kind of shower gels and shampoo, but I chose

dress on, which was really tight on me, considering that Larissa is one size smaller than I am. I combed my hair,

the stairs. "You look hot girlfriend!" she squealed as she looked at me from head to toe.

a smile. "Thanks,

show, come on let's go.

the fashion show. At the fashion show Larissa gave me a seat in the second row as she went backstage to

show to start and still there was nothing. No models, only music. To make things worse there was a couple in front of me acting all lovey dovey with each other. Every Time they kissed I wanted to throw the whiskey bottle at their heads, but then again I didn't

Fresh air.

air before I puke over this entire place ruining the dresses from the people who sat next to me. I

dark and chilly outside, but I

found a bench nearby and decided to sit there until I felt better again. From the corner of my eyes I

I could barely hear myself. "Haven't you learned that staring

down next to me. I looked over at him and said: "What is a good looking guy like you doing here outside with me? All the models are inside."

see his six pack through the thin fabric of his shirt. To top all of that, his

doing here

my head back and laughed.

to forget everything for awhile." I mumbled after I was done laughing. I don't know why I was laughing, the whiskey

you want to

I would just laugh at that, because I don't believe in myths like how I

passionate and demanding. Where did I learn to kiss like this? I never kissed Mateo like this. I wanted to pull away before I lose myself in him but I can't seem to...In

whispered huskily as he pulled away slowly. "We need privacy."

god knows where. At this point my mind was blank and the only thing that mattered to me was that hot stranger. Part of me knew what was going on, but the other part of

kissing again. This time even more deeper and hotter. I felt bad for the driver who had