I stole the billionaire’s heart

Jill Malik P.O.V

I put on my black lace mini dress and stared at myself in the huge golden mirror in Flynn's bedroom. The rooms in the yacht were all extravagant and had all the amenities one needed.

Yesterday Aunt Lydia and Milan left New York City. Flynn and I brought them to the airport last night. They went home in the private jet of the Vasilios, because the fifty boxes of legos somehow needed to go to Barcelona. Neither me or Flynn were Lego fanatics. 2

This afternoon Flynn picked me up from work and drove me to my apartment to get my clothes. After that, we drove straight to the yacht, because Flynn hired cooks to prepare our dinner and they needed access to the yacht.

Right now, Flynn was downstairs probably doing the finishing touches on dinner. I looked at the clock and it was already 8 pm. I did the finishing touches on my makeup and walked outside to the dining room. I had asked him earlier if I should help him, but he said that he had everything under control.3

The lights in the dining room were dim and there were candles everywhere. I looked around to find Flynn and let out a gasp when he appeared behind me with a bouquet of red roses. He looked so handsome, but then again when doesn't he? His appearance alone was seductive. His tousled blonde hair glisten in the dim light of the candles. His cold blue eyes were full of intensity as he took in my appearance. The white cotton shirt with a silky blue vest and a pair of black pants, tied everything together.

"I already told you before---" he licked his upper lip as he stared at my dress. "Lace is never a good idea."3

I chuckled and rolled my eyes. "Get use to it, Vasilios."

He groaned and pulled me closer to him. I could smell his aftershave and I could feel his hot minty breath fanning in my face. He caressed my cheeks and tilted my chin to press a soft kiss on my lips.

"I'm hungry." he said, breaking the kiss. "And how much I really want to eat you right now, I don't want to waste the delicious food my cooks have prepared for us."5

He intertwined his fingers with mine and we walked together to the dining room. It was a candle light dinner, so romantic. The table was right next to a window where I could see the brooklyn bridge.

Flynn placed the roses in a vase and then he motioned his maid that we were ready to have dinner. A whole bunch of plates came out of the kitchen and my eyes widened at all the different kind of dishes. This was way too much for only two people.

There was mushroom pasta with goat cheese, french onion chicken, Red velvet french toast, butter chicken, Pineapple chicken kebabs, chicken alfredo lasagna, and chicken casserole. I didn't know where to start. Should I start with french, mexican, indian? Being rich gives you all these options. 1

I decided to start with the french onion chicken. It looked so delicious and I could not hold myself back anymore. Flynn went for the butter chicken first. I was happy that he picked dishes I was familiar with, because even though I'm use to go to fancy restaurants, I usually ordered the same exact dish every time. Of all the dates I went on with Flynn, I think this may be my favorite so far.

"How's your night so far?" Flynn asked, wiping his mouth with a napkin.

"It's amazing. The food is delicious." I said, looking up from my food.

He laughed. "It's always about the food, isn't it?"5

"Don't be so jealous, Vasilios." I grinned. "I like your company too."

"My girlfriend just chose food over me." He shook his head and let out a disapproving sound. "What is life?"6

"Oh god Vasilios, you're so dramatic." I laughed, kicking his knee from underneath the table.

"Ouch!" he yelped, rubbing his knee under the table. "Bytheway pudding, you look gorgeous. I don't even need to tell you that, you know."

Vasilios. To hear it from a handsome

lie, you just boost my

to taste a little of

fresh air. It was a full moon night and everything was so bright. It was silent, the only sound we heard was our breathing and the sound of water hitting the side of the yacht. I stared at the beautiful view in front of me. Flynn was right when he told me that the

and I could feel his erection pressing on my

boy to calm down?" I asked, trying to shove

a good idea." he whispered seductively in my ear. His hand went to my back as he pushed me into his gorgeous chest. My body trembled against his as I felt the effect he had on me. My body seemed so excited to his touch while my mind was yelling for him to stop. He stopped kissing me and watched me intently as he tucked

has not been a month yet, he has to

Screw my mind.

his bright blue eyes the swirls of

Lust and desire.

hungry kiss. As our lips crushed together, I felt like I was walking

found the zipper of my dress. He was

whisper-yelled breathlessly. "We're

before I could say anything else he picked me up and threw me over his shoulders with my butt sticking in

I squealed, hitting him from behind. "I

gasp. He's not going to do what I think he's going to do.

I felt a painful sting on my right butt

the victim of his spanking. "I told you." he said stroking the place where he spanked me. "Lace is a

king sized bedroom. "Kiss me, pudding." He kissed me hungrily again and his hand made its way to my thighs. He

this point I was on

he fiddled with the zipper of my dress. In no time my dress fell on the floor, exposing

to bite it off so he could have

fingers and cocked an eyebrow at him. "This is my favorite one, treat it

breath. "I can buy you

the sound of fabric ripping. He did not just...?! Well, there goes my favorite

in his arms and gently put me on top of him as he layed down on the bed. My heart beats faster as this all felt

on top

top of

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hand. He flipped me over so now he was on top of me. His eyes darkened as he studied my breasts. He leaned in and sucked on one nipple, making me gasp and arch my back. He flicked

I moaned

Flynn for you,

snapped open. This can't be...He can't

was already losing it.