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---,"

I pouted. I was really craving it. Since last year. During college, I had an indian classmate who always brought

a deep sigh and tapped his driver on the shoulder. "Can you grab some chicken biryani

driver nodded and got out of the car. I looked at

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

"For what?"

stopping and

lightly. "Everything for my

driver came back in the car and handed me the plate with chicken biryani and bottle of water. It looked so delicious and tasty.

I offered Flynn, but he just shook his head. Well, all the more for

the deliciously seasoned chicken and let out a soft moan. It

that,

is not time for

but didn't say

arrived at the venue where Ximena held her launch party I was already finished eating. I had reapplied my makeup, sprayed perfume to

since the launch was held on the second floor. The security guards recognized Flynn and I, so they just opened the

everyone's attention was on us. I then realized that this is the first time we are at a

and we were

at what was happening right

! Are a couple ! Oh my god!" Ellie hugged me tightly,

Lose your grip on me." I

of me and her eyes turned wide. "Oh my god, are you

Typical Ellie.

she smirked at Flynn and I.

are engaged?!" She exclaimed,

hushed. "No, this is a

"Oh wow, that's so great. I was wondering when you would

could see Ximena walking towards us. She wore a elegant red dress and was accompanied by a handsome

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

a proper

with my brother." She threw a dirty look

can't help that I'm the

not !" Ximena yelled out

walked towards us. "What's with all

I'm the better sibling and she

their heads and looked at me. "How are you

what about you two?" I smiled at both of them. Jolie looked stunning in her purple gown.

Jolie muttered, looking at her husband who on his turn sighed. "Please darling,

first met." Jolie

was six years

"My mom is mad that my dad accidentally locked Poker out of the house and every time she's mad she brings up the time my dad

Poker?" I asked, not knowing who he

"That's our dog."

his and we walked away from all the drama. We walked towards the other side of the room, where the bar was, to

in our tracks. Her dress clung on her body like a second skin

just don't