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.

career in fashion. She left high school behind and with the money her father left for her in his will she

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

speech, I was shattered.

long distance. I got a scholarship to study in the USA and he got one to study in

my life on some loser, who not only broke up with me, but also had a secret relationship with a girl

Switzerland. When he came back, I knew that something was wrong because he became distant, but I didn't really care about it. It was senior year after all.

graduation day I saw 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

as he was fidgeting

parents saw him her eyes

babe!" she

not a

on spot staring at Mateo with teary eyes as he pecked the girl on her lips. So that's why he was so distant all those months..

can explain

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

cried my heart out in the car. My head was a

Larissa.

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

cooed. "He

This morning I arrived in Milan. Larissa had called Aunt Lydia to tell her

missed you Lari."

know that I can't go back or

"Why?" I asked.

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

"Sooner or later you should visit. Aunt Lydia misses

She smiled faintly at me. "I know...I

widened. "Goodness,

show?" I

"Yeah, there's a fashion show tonight." she paused for a second and then looked

my head. "That's not a good

a good idea. I don't want you

right now is ice cream, netflix, and a

to your room." Larissa said before she exited my room. Well, I guess she didn't take no for an answer.

all kinds of liquor. If Larissa wanted me to go to that fashion show at least I need to clear my mind somehow. Whiskey can help me with that. Whiskey always does. I walked to the cabinet and took a bottle of whiskey and hid it in my bag. It's a bad idea,

girl in a maid uniform holding a peach colored dress and shoes in her hand along with a pink

I said as I

the driver will be here in an

shower. I could choose from all different kind of shower gels and shampoo, but I chose for the strawberry one. If I get drunk tonight at least

than I am. I combed my hair, applied some makeup, applied my favorite red matte lipstick and a coat of strawberry chapstick over it, slip on my shoes, grabbed my bag, and

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

a smile. "Thanks, why aren't you dressed?"

show, come on let's

stepped in the car and drove to the fashion show. At the fashion show Larissa gave me a seat in the second row as she went backstage to change. After she went backstage, I grabbed the whiskey bottle out of my bag and

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 want to be charged

Fresh air.

place ruining the dresses from the people who sat next to me. I stood up from my seat and made my way

and chilly outside, but I didn't

sit there until I felt better again. From the corner of my eyes I could see someone staring at me.

said, my voice so soft that I could barely hear myself. "Haven't you

looked over at him and said: "What is a good looking guy like you doing here outside with me?

champagne blonde hair, piercing blue eyes, and I could see his six pack through the thin fabric of his shirt. To top all of

is a pretty girl like you doing here outside, alone

head back

I mumbled after I was done laughing. I don't know why I was laughing, the whiskey is probably working. It did the thinking, the talking, and

"And what do you want to

can hypnotize people. Usually I would just laugh at that, because I don't believe in myths like how I don't believe in happy endings anymore. But now it didn't matter, because I wasn't doing the thinking. Whiskey did. "And

innocently, like a tease but hot, fiery, 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 this moment, my senses have been seduced and I can

he pulled away slowly. "We need privacy."

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

in a cab, kissing again. This time even more deeper and hotter. I felt bad