I stole the billionaire’s heart

Jill Malik P.O.V

Paris went by faster than I expected, in no time I was back in busy New york city. It was fun to say the least, our relationship grew stronger during the shopping trips, sightseeings, and dates. Except for the mornings, those were a torture for Flynn, everything went by smoothly.

"Pudding, are you do---," Flynn came into the room, trying to fix his tie, while I was applying lipstick. He stopped mid sentence and eyed me from head to toe. "You look stunning."

"Thank you." I walked over to him and planted a kiss on his lips. He held me firmly on my waist and deepened the kiss.

"Vasilios," I panted heavily, pulling away from him. "You have lipstick all over your face."

He chuckled and gave me a final once over, while I was trying to wipe the red off his lips. "Is this the one you bought in Paris?"

I nodded and looked at my dress in the mirror. It was a off-the-shoulder high low navy blue dress. When I saw this in the store, I instantly fell in love. It was elegant, yet sexy and it fitted me perfectly.

I saw Flynn smiling in the background. "What are you smiling at?"

"Nothing, pudding." he replied, still smiling. "Just trying to keep big boy asleep."

"You better, Vasilios." I warned. During our stay in Paris, I had to deal with him jerking off in the bathroom every morning. I turned around to grab my clutch. "Now, let's go. I don't want Ximena to wait."

3

We walked outside of Flynn's house where the driver was waiting for us. A couple weeks ago Flynn bought a new mansion and he told me that I was the first girl he brought here. I was flattered. The house was a beautiful two story mansion with an absolutely amazing spiral staircase and a gorgeous library with hundreds of books. The house was big, it could accommodate at least thirty people. There was a backyard, a swimming pool, a cinema, a basketball court, and so much more. 7

I stepped in the car, followed by Flynn. After we fastened our seatbelts, he placed his hand into mine. "Do you think Ximmy will be alright, I haven't check how the preparations went." I said worried. Flynn stroked my hand. "It's alright Pudding. Everything is fine, you will see."

"I'm not sure, yesterday I only helped for five hours and---,"

Flynn leaned in and kissed my mouth shut. "Now that you've shut up. Five hours was more than enough plus you needed rest, because you just came from Paris."

"But--" I tried, still not convinced. I could have work longer, I wasn't really tired since I had slept almost the entire flight. This morning I hadn't even call her to ask if she needed me. What if something went wrong?

"Do you want me to spank you?" Flynn threatened, making me shut up instantly. When I didn't say anything, he smirked. "Good, that's my pudding. You have done more than enough for Ximmy, so just relax okay?" 1

I nodded softly in the dimmed light and he squeezed my hands again, ensuring me that everything's going to be alright. I looked outside the window and saw something familiar passing by. "Stop..!! Stop, the car please!" I yelled at the driver and he immediately stopped the car, making me almost fly and hit my head at the back of his seat. Thank god, for seatbelts.

I opened the car window, pulled my head out and read the sign across the street. Yes, there it is. Damn ! I never thought I would come across one ever in my life. So many times I thought that I had to go all the way to India only to get a taste of that.

"Pudding? What's happening? Put your head inside." Flynn said worried as he tugged on my dress.

I sat back on the seat and looked at him with a pout. He sighed and asked: "What do you want?"

"Biryani." I answered, happily.45

"What? Who's that?"

I pointed my finger at the Biryani cart outside. "It's an indian dish. I'm really craving it."

"But we're going to a party. There's going to be caviar and---,"

not ask you for anything else." I pouted. I was really craving it. Since last year. During college, I had an indian classmate who always

driver on the shoulder. "Can you grab some chicken biryani from across

got out of the car. I looked at Flynn with

pudding." He goes with his hands through his hair as he said that. "Thank you." I whispered, kissing his

"For what?"

stopping and buying

"Everything for

the plate with chicken biryani and bottle of water. It looked so delicious and tasty.

Flynn, but he just shook his

a bite of the deliciously seasoned chicken and let out a

louder than that, pudding." Flynn said

now is not time for

didn't say

held her launch party I was already finished eating. I had reapplied my makeup, sprayed perfume to cover the biryani smell, and

packed with people, since we were twenty minutes late. Flynn took my hand in his and we walked up the stairs, since the launch was held on the second floor. The security guards recognized Flynn and I, so they just opened the door. I stared in awe at the beautiful setting.

in and everyone's attention was on us. I then realized that this is the first time we

around and we were greeted by a squealing Ellie. "Oh my

clearly lost at what was

two ! Are a couple ! Oh my god!" Ellie hugged me tightly, to the point

your grip

me and her eyes turned

Typical Ellie.

smirked at Flynn and I.

and show her the promise ring. Ellie's jaw dropped. "You two are engaged?!" She exclaimed, making the whole room look at us. If staring wasn't

"No, this is a promise ring. She's my

over her heart. "Oh wow, that's so great. I was wondering when you would finally have

She wore a elegant

all the commotion about?" she asked in a silky voice and then her gaze shifted to me. "You look beautiful,

her back, we haven't had a proper talk in so long.

brother." She

can't help that I'm

not !" Ximena

towards us. "What's with

that I'm the better sibling and she got offended.

shook their heads and looked at me. "How

smiled at both of them. Jolie looked stunning in her purple gown. They both

I guess." Jolie muttered, looking at her husband who on his turn sighed. "Please darling, not

way you looked at me when we first met." Jolie crossed her hands over her chest

years

out of the house and every time she's mad she brings up the time my dad stared at one

asked, not knowing who he was talking

"That's our dog."

something. Flynn took my hand in his and we walked away from all the drama. We

evening Flynn and---," A girl with red hair stopped us in our tracks. Her dress clung on her body like a second skin and I felt like I've seen her somewhere else before.

don't