I stole the billionaire’s heart

Flynn Vasilios P.O.V

I don't like tapas. Maybe not all of them, but the ones I already tried. Those were horrible. The cheese and olives. I just find it disgusting.

But I know how much Jill loves tapas. The last time we were in Spain we went to the Plaça de Catalunya and I remembered how much she enjoyed it. She was glowing and she had so much fun. Even though I couldn't stand the crowd and the pizza, her happy face was all that mattered.

I love her. A lot.

"Where are we going?" Jill asked. She sat next to me looking like a goddamn goddess. Someone like her deserves more than what I can give her. She deserves the finest treatment. I shouldn't bring her to go eat tapas, but instead dine with her in Al Dawaar, one of the finest restaurants in Dubai. The restaurant is amazing and the quality of the food is so great. A million times better than tapas.2

But Jill would feel very uncomfortable. I know my girl. She likes the simple things. Yes, she loves to go out sometimes and dine in a fine restaurant, do some shopping in Gucci and Louis Vuitton, and pamper herself with jewelry from Tiffany's, but most of the time she enjoys the simple things.

A picnic, a movie night, a date at McDonalds. She loves it. It's the little things that makes such a big difference.

So, for tonight I planned out the perfect date for us. First we're going to Cervecería Catalana to get some tapas. I can't let my princess starve, can I? Girls need to eat before you bring them out and about, because otherwise they will be moody. Read that somewhere on google. After having tapas we will go to visit Casa Mila. And we will end the night by visiting the Magic Fountain of Montjuic.6

"First things first." I parked the car and Jill looked outside. The place must be familiar to her, because a small smile appeared on her face. I saw the little spark in her eyes and that's when I realized that I brought her to the right place. Screw Al Dawaar, if this place makes my girl happy, who cares about a first class restaurant?2

"Tapas." She said happily and turned to look at me, "How did you know about this place? The tapas here are delicious."

"Google, pudding." I grinned. "Google."

"Oh em gee! C'mon let's go. I really want you to try all the different tapas they have here. Have you ever had Calamares?,"

head. Cala-what?! What the hell

I promise you they are so good. You should

I never realized how much I missed this until now. I have missed her

answered,

to open the door. "My lady." I said, stretching my hand out at her. Jill smiled at me and placed her

said when we entered the restaurant,"What

"A calamares. Two calamares."2

is a calamate-what?" I asked, confused. I know everything about finance, business, and trade, but don't ask me about food. Especially foreign food.

the patatas bravas, steamed prawns, and

order the food. When I came

the reviews about this place were insane. Everyone loved it.

I'm

is probably like the first time in forever I feel so happy. To finally see Milan and Aunt Lydia...

you. I thought I would never see this day anymore." I

She said softly. "I have missed you

at her pretty face. Plump lips and beautiful eyes. That small smile that was playing on her lips. And that's when I realized that I lost myself in her. All mistakes I have ever made, and there have been many, are gone. I know her eyes can see through me, I know she can see how sorry I am. How much I regret everything I have done to her in the past. I know that I do not deserve her, but screw it ! She's the greatest treasure of my life, the one,

flower or the rising sun. I have realized that in the

here she is again. Sitting right in front of me. Looking like an

Jill pinched my

idea."