I stole the billionaire’s heart

Jill Malik P.O.V

"Did you had fun mi amor?" I asked Milan as we walked back home from the park. The park was crowded with parents and their kids. Milan wanted to stay longer, but it was almost seven at night and I needed to get home and get ready to go to dinner with Flynn. 2

"Yes mommy." he licked his ice cream and then looked up at me with cream all over his upper lip and nose.

I chuckled at the sight and wiped the cream away with my thumb. "Now that's better."

"Are you going to have dinner with us tonight too mommy?" he asked, holding my pinky finger.

"No, I'm going to have dinner with Flynn."

"Your boyfriend?"1

My eyes widened as he said that. "No, he's just a friend."

"So your friend boy?" 5

I looked at him in complete shock. He's too smart for his own good.

"Well yeah kinda, he's just a friend amor." I ruffled his hair and accidentally also dipped his face in the ice cream.2

"Mommy!" he yelped and looked up at me with ice cream covered all over his face. "Look what you did."

"I'm sorry." I chuckled and wiped the cream from his nose and licked it. "Mmh, that taste good."

We arrived home and Aunt Lydia was already waiting for us on the patio. "Well well, look who we have here ice cream face." She said as she tickled Milan.

"Tía..." he giggled, "Stop it, my cone will fall."2

"Did you had fun?" Aunt Lydia asked.

Milan nodded. "Yes, we went to the park and then afterwards mommy bought me ice cream."

"Did you told mommy what your favorite flavor is?"

"Mommy knew my favorite flavor."

I nodded. "Chocolate chip cookie."

Aunt Lydia looked up at me in surprise. "You remembered." she whispered.

"Of course I remember every little thing about my not so little boy." I laughed and pinched his cheeks.

We walked inside and aunt Lydia went to give Milan a bath so I could get ready for my dinner with Flynn.

He didn't tell me if it would be a fancy dinner or just a casual one and I had a hard time choosing what to wear. When I saw that I only had fifteen minutes before Flynn arrived I grabbed the first dress that I think would look presentable. It was a red high low dress with straps. Reina bought this for me when we went to a party two years ago. I slipped on the dress and it was a little snug on the breast department, but nonetheless it still looked pretty on me. I slipped on my nude three-inch heels that I'd manage to walk in flawlessly without tripping since I worked for Ximena.

Number one rule in Ximena's company: Heels are a girl's best friend. I applied a minimum of makeup and curled the ends of my hair.

"Mommy, you are so pretty." a cute boyish voice came from behind me. I turned around and saw Milan in his spiderman pajamas.

"Thank you mi amor." I walked over to him and kissed him on his forehead. He smelled so fresh out of the shower. 5

"Did you already have dinner?"

He shook his head. "Nope, Tia is still cooking."

I grabbed my purse and walked with Milan to the kitchen. The smell of lasagna filled in the small kitchen.

"Mmm, this smells delicious." I murmured as my mouth started to water.

"You look gorgeous cariña." Aunt Lydia hushed as she turned around from the stove. "Are you sure he isn't your novio?"2

I shook my head and laughed. "I'm positive he's not."

I was about to help Aunt Lydia to set the table, when there was a knock on the door.

"I think it's Flynn. I should go now." I said and went to open the front door.

Aunt Lydia and Milan followed behind me. I opened the door and Flynn was standing there dressed in a sharp black tuxedo with a bouquet of roses. "Hey." he greeted smiling his eyes trailing over my body. "You look beautiful."

"Thanks." I replied as I pushed a strand of hair to the side. He gave me a final once over before he handed me the roses. "Here, these are for you."

I took the flowers out of his hands. They were beautiful and freshly picked. "Thank you, they're beautiful." I murmured eyeing the beautiful red and white roses. I handed them to Aunt Lydia so she could put them in a vase and then I squatted down to Milan.

"Are you going to be a good boy when mommy's gone?"

He nodded and grinned. "I'm always a good boy mommy."

I ruffled his hair and stood up to face Flynn who was standing there watching me in complete awe.

I placed my hand in his as we left. "See you later." I said to Aunt Lydia and Milan before I closed the door behind me.

the car and he opened the door for me. "Chivalry is not dead." I joked. He just rolled his eyes as smiled silently. "Of course

to make the car ride a little less awkward. "It went great, how was your day?" he asked his

nodded, but didn't say

where are

Cinc sentits restaurant, one of my favorites." he replied. "Have you been

my

at the restaurant. He parked his car and

a gentleman.

restaurant. He wrapped his arms around my waist and

don't want any other man staring at you." he

is not a date Vasilios." I whispered

don't like creepy

noticed us. They

back." Then he looked over at me. "I see, you brought

Carlos, I hope there's a table

"Yes, of course..Follow me." he said and escorted us to our table.

he gave us the menus. "I will come back

"Do you want to order the seven course?" Flynn asked without looking

I was hungry, but also

too much for you

disguise?" I asked jokingly

his. "Maybe." he replied winking and kissed my

gasped as my eyes widened. "You sneaky bastard

laughed louder and shook his head. "Calm down pudding, it's just

I'm not really picky about

to the waiter that we were ready to order. The waiter hurriedly walked towards us and got out his notepad. "What will

expensive wine you have." The waiter scribbled something on the notepad and then

away. "Did I already told you that you look beautiful?" Flynn asked when the waiter

"You did

chuckled lightly. "So, about Milan

I gulped, here we go. "Uhm yeah about that. I'm sorry I didn't tell you about him earlier."

"Him?"

right. My son." I

asked confused.

you want to know right. About

"Yes, as in

that look confused at him. "What? No, as in Milan the little boy who calls me mom."

is Milan?" he asked

"I thought you

you were talking about the city

I was talking about my son, why would I talk about a city that you can easily google ?"

did you named him after a city? I thought you were talking about the one

sighed deeply. "Because he's not my

looked at

a long story"

want

about it for a while. "After."

choice, because dinner is

wine in our glasses and served us

the memories that I stored at the back of my head come back to life. All these years I successfully tried to

driving, listening to Enrique Iglesias, when suddenly

Drunk driver.

my car. I tried to save myself, but everything

heard a loud screeching sound along with a painful stab on my right hand. Everything went by too

to me, tears streaming down her face. "Cariña!" She sobbed and wrapped her arms around me.

had scratches on my face and a deep cut on my right hand that would heal in a couple weeks. I was lucky she said. I didn't know what she

me

eyes

"Were they drunk?"

he was racing her to the hospital while trying to calm her

in my heart. No way. "What about the

save him, but...but his family

"What?!"

him. They even asked me why I didn't let him

see

the way to the baby department. "It's baby number thirteen.

I walked up to him. He was so small, so peaceful. Sometimes I don't even understand families I thought bitterly. I let out a deep sigh and

I visited him everyday. Even when I was already out of the hospital. I was supposed to attend college abroad, but I postponed it. I thought I lost the scholarship when I told them that I couldn't attend it, but they were nice enough to make it valid until next fall. One day I asked the nurse what will happen to him once he's healed. She told me

do so. After long talks, endless begging, she

baby had literally no one. He didn't even had a name. They called

we had to come up with a

I chose Milan.