I stole the billionaire’s heart

Flynn Vasilios P.O.V

"Flynn, can you get some cake for me? Please?" Ximena pleaded when I entered her room. Her room was filled with roses, gifts, chocolates, dresses, and makeup.

"Xim, you're about to get married, can't you at least wait until after?" 2

"Come on," She whined. "I'm really craving it!"

I let out an exasperated sigh and looked at my Cartier watch. There's still an hour left before the wedding. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and searched for the closest bakery.

"What cake do you want?" I asked, looking up from my phone.

Ximena's eyes lit up. Of course, it would. It always does when food is involved. "Red velvet!" She said happily. "Thank you so much, big bro." She walked up to me and hugged me tightly. I'm so happy she's finally happy and getting married.

"Can I say something?" She whispered, loosening me out of her hug. Her voice turned soft, almost in a whisper.

"What?" I asked as I studied her face that suddenly turned into a sad frown.

"You will not mind, would you?"

"Uh, No. I guess not." I have a feeling where this is going. I haven't talked about it.

"I... really wished Jill was her." She choked back a sob, her eyes filled with tears but she blinked it away immediately not wanting to ruin her makeup. "I miss her, Flynn."

My chest tightened when I heard her name. It felt like someone was choking me. I couldn't breath.

I miss her too, lil sis. I miss her too. 2

Since the day she left, I thought I was slowly dying a painful death. It literally felt like my heart was being ripped out of my chest when I came home and saw her engagement ring on the counter, on top of all the Polaroid's.

The Polaroid's were wet from her tears and god dammit, I never felt so sick and heartbroken in my entire life.

At that point I realized I lost her.

I wished I had just told her. When I saw the polaroids and the note attached to it, my whole body turned rigid.

Fucking Zoe. She was the one that had send those polaroids to Jill. I mean I would have told her eventually. But it was not supposed to go like that. She was not supposed to run away. 7

me behind heartless and in

Ximena called, crying on the phone. She couldn't even speak properly. "Jill signed her resignation letter.

knew why. It all has

so sorry. I didn't mean to bring back memories." Ximena whispered, nudging me softly on my side when she realized I

I snapped, my eyes filling with tears. "You know how I feel about her Ximena. I can't talk about her and yet here

took a deep breath to

It's because of your stupid decision that I lost my best friend. I always wanted her to

live in the mansion in peace without hearing her voice. I send her a letter, because I finally found her and she hasn't even responded yet. I don't expect her to forgive me. Fuck I don't!. But I just need to hear her voice. I just need to hear that she's... doing well. I miss her as much as you do, Ximena. And yes, I did something very stupid and

my rock after Jill left. She comforted me, brought food for me, and was my light in my darkest

softly pushed her off me. "I think it's too late, Xim. I think it's too late. Now tell me, should I get you some cake

head. Her loose curls shaking wildly as she did that. "Yes, of course. But you have to hurry; the wedding starts

a peck on her forehead. "I'll

right now!" He went with his hand through his hair and sighed deeply. "I can't

back and forth and

the fuck down man. I'll be back in

going?" Rodrigo stepped in front of

some cake

send someone else? You're supposed

"You're going to be fine. I'll be here before the

bakery which luckily happened to be

of the shop

Pudding.

closed my eyes and snapped them open again. Am I dreaming? God, Am I dreaming? What the hell?

there for what seemed

Frozen in shock.

her. Eye to

looked beautiful than

diamond, that

eyes turned into a pool of tears. "Flynn?" She stepped out of the shop and walked closer towards me. The way

was still

Oh god,

I never want to let her go. Oh god, I don't want this moment to end. I can't believe I finally have her in my

much