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.

me to take. I placed my hand in his as we left. "See you

car and he opened the door for me. "Chivalry is not dead." I joked. He

a little less awkward. "It went great, how was your day?" he asked his eyes fixed on the road. "It

He nodded, but didn't say anything.

where are we

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

shook my

the restaurant. He parked his car and then got out

What a gentleman.

He wrapped

man staring at

date Vasilios." I whispered

I don't like creepy men staring at my

the waiters noticed us. They started

them said. "Welcome back." Then he looked over at me.

I hope there's a table

of course..Follow me." he said and

he gave us the menus. "I will come back to take your order

the seven course?" Flynn asked

hungry, but

"Nothing is too much

disguise?" I asked jokingly as I

laughed heartily and took my hand in his. "Maybe." he replied winking and kissed

gasped as my eyes widened. "You

down pudding, it's just

not really

to order. The waiter hurriedly walked towards us and got out his

The waiter scribbled something on

I already told you that you look beautiful?" Flynn asked when the

"You

lightly. "So,

gulped, here we go. "Uhm yeah about that. I'm sorry I

"Him?"

son." I

asked confused.

what you want to know

as in Milan the

I was the one that look confused at him. "What? No, as in

is Milan?"

thought you had figured that

you were

head, what the hell? "No, I was talking about my son, why would I talk about a city that you can easily

thought you were talking about the one

I sighed deeply. "Because he's not

you mean?" Flynn looked at me

long story" I muttered.

you want to talk about it before or

it for a while.

choice, because dinner

He poured wine in our glasses and served us our food. It all looked so good and

dinner I started the story. I let the memories that I stored at the back of my head come back to life. All these years I successfully tried to forget them and today

I was driving, listening to Enrique Iglesias, when suddenly a car came on my side

Drunk driver.

but everything

with a painful stab on my right hand. Everything went by too fast and the next thing I knew

down her face. "Cariña!" She sobbed and wrapped her

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 meant by that, because I felt back

me and then I asked her about the people

and closed her eyes as if she's trying to

"Were they drunk?"

couple. His wife went into labor and he was racing her

jab in my

baby is fine. We could save

"What?!"

They even asked me why

see

way to the baby department. "It's baby number thirteen. He doesn't

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 went back to my room. He reminded me a lot about myself.

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 they would put him in a orphanage. It

literally begged her to do so. After long talks, endless begging, she finally gave in.We went

was easy, because the baby had literally no one. He didn't even had a

to come up

I chose Milan.