I stole the billionaire’s heart

Jill Malik P.O.V

I woke up feeling tired. I looked at my phone, it was 4:00 PM. I stretched and let out a loud yawn. I looked at the night stand on my right and saw a rose with a note attached on it. I picked it up and smiled at what was written on it.1

I'm at a meeting. I'll pick you up at seven pm. We're going to the eiffel tower.

See you tonight, pudding.

I placed the rose back on the night stand and stood up to go to the bathroom. I took a quick shower and covered myself in a white bathrobe.

Early this morning we arrived in Paris. The flight from New York to Paris was pleasant. There was no turbulence or whatsoever as how they mentioned at the beginning of the flight. Thank goodness nothing kinky happened during the flight except for a lot of kissing. I wasn't ready yet to be welcomed in the mile-high club. When we arrived at the private airport of the Vasilios we immediately drove to Le Meurice, the hotel we were staying at, because Flynn needed to shower and prepare for his meeting at noon. While he was busy on his laptop finishing his work, I took a nap on the kingsized bed.

I walked back into my plush Louis XVI style decorated bedroom and ordered Gougère through room service. I was hungry, because I hadn't had lunch. Flynn ate the fruit bowl I brought with me while I was sleeping.

The Gougères arrived and my mouth started to water. Gougères are small french pastries and they are filled with ingredients such as mushrooms , beef, or ham. I took a bite of one and moaned in pleasure. It tasted that good.

After I finished the Gougères I opened my suitcase to pick out a dress for tonight. I picked the one Reina chose for me. A long nude glitter backless dress. I tried it at home and it fitted me like a glove. She also packed matching heels with them, luckily this time they weren't as high as skyscrapers. They were a pair of beautiful four inch nude heels with see through straps.

I placed the dress and shoes on the bed and went on the balcony. It had a beautiful view of the Tuileries gardens. The hotel itself was luxurious. They had sophisticated rooms and suites with Italian marble bathrooms. All have flat-screen TVs, free Wi-Fi and air-conditioning, and 24-hour room service is available.

There were also 2 lavishly decorated restaurants, including a renowned restaurant serving haute cuisine, plus a chic bar hosting nightly live jazz, and a spa with mosaic hammams and a sun terrace.

It had literally everything one needed, it was even pet-friendly ! Talking about pets, maybe I should ask Flynn for one.

I grabbed my phone and texted him. This was more important than the meeting. I need to make sure if he likes puppies or not, because his answer can either make me happy or make him single. Better not mess this up Vasilios. 1

Hey. We need to talk -Jill-10

I hit the send button and sat down on the chair on the balcony enjoying the view. This was my first time in Paris and even though I haven't been out yet I have been enjoying myself so far. The rooms are huge and comfortable, the food was heaven, and the view was amazing from up here.

My thoughts were disturbed by the sound of my phone. The screen said in bold letters Vasilios with a heart and ring emoji next to it. I picked it up, wondering why he called me.

"Yes Vasilios?" I answered in a sweet voice.

"What happened?" he asked murmurous. I bet he was still in his meeting. If he was, why was he calling then? The only thing he needed to do was send me a message back.

"Nothing." I said, "Why are you calling me if you're in a meeting?"

"What is it that you want to talk about?" I could sense that he was getting impatient.

"I wanted to ask if you like puppies." I rolled my eyes as I said that.

"Is that what you want to talk about?" he whisper-yelled and then groaned.

"Yes." I answered, "You just had to send me an message with a answer, you know."

"Don't scare me like that anymore. I thought it was important !" 1

"It is important." I replied in a matter-of- fact tone. 2

I heard him shuffle in the background and then I heard: "It's okay gentlemen, my girlfriend is okay. She just wanted to ask if I like puppies. Sorry for the interruption, I will end this call in a second."6

called me in the middle of a meeting only to ask if

burst into laughter again and Flynn came back to the phone. "Yes, I love puppies. I will buy you a

one. Are you still in

because I thought something was bothering you. You

sorry. Tell them I

okay. Did you saw

realized Flynn couldn't

then I will see you

"Bye Vasilios."

he said before ending

sounded cold as how Flynn mentioned. Reading it five times over and over again I realized what he meant. It sounded serious. Well, atleast I know that I need to re-read my texts

stare an hour at the wall while I was slipping my

started applying moisturizer on my face. Then I opened the

another twenty minutes. But after the hard part was done, the fun part came. Highlighting. I highlighted the tip of my nose until it was shining like the morning sun and my cheekbones that now looked like they

and shoes and admired myself in the mirror. If Reina was here she would definitely say

minute. I quickly snapped a picture and send it to Reina, who immediately replied with a ton of heart-eyes emoji. I smiled at my phone and then I heard

home !" Flynn yelled from the living room. I couldn't help but

said laughing as I walk towards him. His jaw almost fell on the floor when he saw

breathed as he looked at me from head to toe. "You look---" he

my winged eyeliner and eyebrows. We need to go out, even if

chuckled and hugged me, inhaling the scent

planned for us." he murmured. I

ready as you

his hand on the small

..........

a breathtaking view of the Paris lights. Then we went up to the top floor to see the stunning view of Paris and its monuments at night. We stayed there for a while, took pictures and then went back to the second floor to have dinner at the Jules Verne restaurant. After we had a delicious five course dinner

the opposite way. We drove past the Arc de Triomphe and other famous sights, made even more beautiful as they light up after dark. Then we headed to the Moulin Rouge, home of the cancan, and in the Montmartre district we stopped

beautiful monuments and all those lights. I couldn't stop smiling and

..........

my hand to the sight, slapping the person who was laying

grunted, brushing the part of his face

kissing the top of his

a husky morning voice. He then pushed me into

then giggled when he placed kisses from my jaw to

and closed

"What?" I asked worried.

want me to take you now or do

longer, we haven't had our one month

pain. "One month, that's thirty days

sorry, can't you just tell him to not get excited around me." I rolled my eyes and pushed myself off him so I could release him out of his

of his own. And have you seen yourself in that skimpy lace dress what you

in a mocking voice and then

you want to see it?" he asked,

I exclaimed, covering my face. "Not yet ! And I know it's big. It's

you just give me a blowjob?" he

Literally whined.

"No."