I stole the billionaire’s heart

Chapter 15: 15

Jill Malik P.O.V

"Do you need anything else Miss Malik?" the flight attendant with bright red lipstick asked. 1

"No, thank you very much." I replied as I watch her taking the plates of my table. I just had a deliciously unhealthy breakfast. Pancakes.

"Oh well, if you need anything else don't hesitate to call me over."

I smiled sincerely at her. "I will."

"Enjoy the rest of the flight." She said and walked back to the kitchen.

I pulled out my laptop and decided to finish my work before I arrive in Barcelona. I still had five hours to go.

This morning Flynn send a limo to pick me up. A freaking limo. How extra can someone be? Everyone who sat in the lobby stared outside, wondering which celebrity arrived. Sadly I disappointed them when I walked out of the elevator in my sweatpants and crop top, as I pulled my suitcases behind me. The driver, who was standing casually at the counter talking to the receptionist, just watched me struggling as I made my way outside. I don't think he knew that I was the one he was suppose to pick up. He finally realized it when I was opening the door of the limo and start stuffing my stuff inside.

To say he was shocked was just an understatement. I couldn't blame the poor man too, I looked like crap anyway.

First of all I woke up late and second of all I got my period which means cramps and cramps means I'm going to be pissed off most of the time if I don't get my daily dose of sugar and chocolate.

I shook my head and focused back on my work. I don't know for how long I worked, because a cough stopped me from typing. I looked up tiredly and saw the flight attendant hovering over me.

"Yes?"

"Miss Malik, Mr Vasilios wished to see you" she said politely.

"Why?" I asked. Since I stepped into the plane I haven't seen him. When I got out of the limo I saw him quickly disappearing in the plane. The flight attendant - who showed me my seat and store my suitcases- told me that he didn't want to be disturb. 2

"I don't know the answer on that ma'am. He's at the back of the plane."2

I nodded as I closed my laptop. "I'll be there in a minute."

"Ok, I will tell him." with that she walked back where Flynn was sitting.

I stood up and made my way towards the back of the plane. On my way there the flight attendant passed me and gave me a small smile.

In the far back Flynn was sitting casually with his legs on the other seat, his gaze focusing on his laptop. "Why did you call me?" I asked as I stood in front of him.

He beckoned me to sit next to him. I hesitated which made him look up to me. "No funny business." he grumbled when he saw that I was hesitating to sit next to him.

I sighed as I took a seat. I looked at his laptop to see what he was looking at.

Suits.

He was looking at suits. "I'm confused. I don't know which one to pick." he groaned and looked at me, "Can you help me choose?"

"Do I look like a stylist to you?"

He scanned me up and down. "Definitely not. Those sweatpants don't match with the crop top, but you can help me with this right?"

I rolled my eyes. If I can't even dress myself up how does he expect me to dress him up. "Why don't you call Chase, he knows better."

"He's at a meeting. Come on Jill, help me out of this."

I sighed and looked at the suits. They all looked the same, I don't see the problem. "They all look the same." I said annoyed, "Just pick one."

"They don't look the same." he protested, "They all have their own minor details."

I narrowed my eyes and brought my face closer to the screen and I still can't see a difference. "There's not."1

"There is. I thought girls were the one who could spot a difference even when there's no difference."

"Well, I'm sorry that I failed being a girl."

He laughed at that. "Nah, you're not a failure. Just different."1

I rolled my eyes. "Of course."

"So..."

"So what?"

"Which one of them should I buy."

"I don't know, either one is fine by me."

"The dark blue or the black one."

"There's no dark blue one, they are all black." I said as I fixed my eyes back on the screen.

"No, that one--" he pointed at the center of the screen, "Is a dark blue one."

"No, it's black." That cannot be darkblue, it's black.

"Do you want to see?" He clicked on it and the details of the suit came up. Dark blue was written in bold letters.

I huffed. "You proved your point can I go

me which one to pick."

of picking your

to do

scrunched my nose. "Stop being so whiny geez, you're a freaking CEO,

"God I hate when

you be lost without

already

didn't you

do over there..uhm in the

in the company who could do it. "I'm pretty sure there were other people

trust them."

"Oh."

"Yeah, so which one."

before answering him.

one?" he asked pointing with

"Yup that

"Looks good."

"Of course who picked it."

clicked the buy button and then he looked at me.

"Yep, have you?"

nodded his head. "Yes, I did. Do you

you

you sure you don't want it?"

period I'm always craving chocolate and this morning I

of

the world and I doubt that

ones aren't we?" he

over $50K and I'm pretty sure you will only wear it

laughed and motioned to the flight attendant.

as she approached us. That's when

Allison.

glass of champagne for me and a box of

look wide eyed at

he asked clearly confused.

the Delafee chocolates. You don't have

you think I

because it's

make that money every

I facepalmed myself.

Right.

He's a billionaire.7

keep forgetting that you're a CEO."

"And why is that?"

sometimes you're so whiny."

twitched in

drink and a box of Delafee chocolate for you Miss Malik." Allison said as she placed

anything else

his hand in dismissal. "This is

the box in my hands. It's so pretty. "I can't believe I will taste one

too."

already taste

"Of course, it's no big

covered in edible 24-karat gold flakes. I picked one and took a bite of it. I moaned as it melted on

4

at Flynn and

do I have

you just look really cute when you moan. I only wished I was in

inappropriate jokes. He usually make them with Rodrigo, but I

you

"Nope thank you, I already ate Froyo

He told me about his experience at Harvard, how he was nerdy and how he always

he was trouble

me that he secretly didn't want to major in Business administration and instead he wanted to go to Juilliard and major in playwriting.

couldn't do that, because I don't want to hand the company over to some stranger. I rather have that it stays in the family." he said

school in Barcelona and I lived with my aunt. I got a fully funded scholarship to Columbia University and

that chick

I nodded, wondering why he

"She's with Luca?"

confirmed yet if they are

"Back together?"

together in

"Oh. Makes sense, that guy

"You know him?"

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