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---,"

else." I pouted. I was really craving it. Since last year. During college, I had an indian classmate who always brought biryani to school and shared it with me. To

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

nodded and got out of the car. I looked at

a bad side of town, pudding." He goes with his hands through his

"For what?"

and

chuckled lightly. "Everything for my pudding."

me the plate with chicken biryani and bottle of water. It

but he just

bite of the deliciously seasoned chicken and let out a soft moan.

that, pudding."

now is not time for your dirty

but didn't

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

second floor. The security guards recognized Flynn and I, so they just opened the door. I stared in awe at the

on us. I then realized that this is the first time we are at a party as

knew it !" Flynn and I turned around and we were greeted by a

asked, clearly lost at what was

couple ! Oh my god!" Ellie hugged me tightly, to the

your grip on me." I

her eyes

Typical Ellie.

she smirked at Flynn and

ring. Ellie's jaw dropped. "You two are engaged?!" She

is a promise ring.

so great. I was wondering when you would finally have the balls

Ximena walking towards us. She wore a elegant red dress and was accompanied by a handsome Rodrigo. She and Rodrigo grew closer since

voice and then her gaze shifted to me. "You look

back, we haven't had a proper talk in

she whispered. "You're always with my brother." She threw a dirty look at

that

not !" Ximena yelled

walked towards us.

sibling and she got offended.

and Sullivan shook their heads and looked at me. "How are

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

Jolie muttered, looking at her husband who on his

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

six years

and he whispered in my ear: "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 stared at one of her

not knowing who he

"That's our dog."

shook my head and laughed silently. This family really is something. Flynn took my hand in his and we walked away from all the drama. We walked towards the other side of the room, where the bar was, to get something to

stopped us in our tracks. Her dress clung on her body like

don't