The Billionaire And His One Night Stand

“Mommy!!” She squealed. I lifted her up and kissed her cheek. “Mommy, mommy, I went on a slide and then.. and then we ate burgers… and then we had tiramisu.. and then—-,”

Flynn chuckled from behind her. “I think mommy heard enough, princess. Hey pudding.” Flynn walked towards me and placed a kiss on my forehead. “I have missed you.”

“You saw me three hours ago, Vasilios.” I chuckled as I closed the door behind him.

“That was enough to miss you.” He stated. “Where’s your aunt? I brought her the Mamacitas.”

“It’s Miguelitos.” I laughed and showed him the way to the kitchen. Aunt Lydia stood there with a wide smile on her face. “Amari, mi preciosa.”

I put Amari down and she ran towards Aunt Lydia. Her laugh echoed through the whole house. My little baby angel.

Aunt Lydia then looked at Flynn. She cleared her throat and gave him a small smile. “Welcome back, Flynn.”

He walked towards her and took her into a big hug. “I’m so sorry I hurt Jill, It will never happen again.”

“The past is the past. Let’s not go back there.” Aunt Lydia soothing voice said. “Be happy that I forgive you and not want to strangle you anymore.”

Flynn’s eyes widened in fear. “Well, I think I’m happy that you don’t want to strangle me anymore.” He chuckled. “Anyways, I brought you your favorite pastries. Margaritas!”

“What?”

“Miguelitos, Vasilios! Miguelitos!” I corrected him as I laughed out loud.

Jill Malik P. O. V

Today was Milan’s last day in the hospital. I was so happy he could finally go home. Flynn had promised him that when he got better, he would bring him to Disney Land Paris. They kept it a secret for a long time, until yesterday when Milan got too excited and spilled it.

After Disneyland and Paris rolled out of Milan’s mouth I glared at Flynn. Damn, I was mad. He’s spoiling the boy rotten. But for how long could I stay mad at my boys? Instead I smiled kindly at Milan and ruffled his hair. “Are you excited, mi amor?”

He nodded his head eagerly. “But I want to live with you mommy and with pearl and papa.” When he said that my chest tightened. I had promised him I would bring him to the states. Flynn looked over at me and then smiled back at Milan. I was speechless, I didn’t know what to say. I knew how much Milan missed me, every time we were on the phone he asked me about how life is over there. He’s getting older and knows a lot more than when he was six.

“We will bring you to New York very soon. But first, you need to recover and finish middle school here.” Flynn said and pinched Milan in his cheeks. “You’ll start high school in the states. Are you excited?”

“Then I’m here all alone.” Aunt Lydia pouted. She sat in the corner of the room playing with Amari. Amari was so excited to see her, they haven’t seen each other since last year christmas. Aunt Lydia spoiled Amari with sweets. Right now they were eating chocolate cupcakes in the corner of the room, thinking that I haven’t noticed.

“You can move to the states too. There will be plenty of space in my new house.” I say genuinely to Aunt Lydia.

“You will buy a new house?!” Aunt Lydia and Flynn exclaimed both in surprise.

“Of course,” I said. “My job is paying really well, I think I can buy a house in one or two years.”

Flynn walked towards me and caressed my cheeks. “Pudding, you know I can do it in one phone call. Do you already know what type of house you want?”

I shook my head. “Thank you, but no. My new house will be a treat to myself.”

“But you will be living in my house.” Flynn said.

I rose my eyebrows up at him. “Excuse me ?”

Flynn cleared his throat. “I’m moving to fast, aren’t I?”

I chuckled. “Yeah, but for your information I want to buy a house. I don’t care if it’s for vacation or only for the weekend. Buying a house is one of the things I want to get off my bucket list.”

“You have a bucket list?” He asked in surprise.

“Yeah I actually do.”

“What are the things that still need to get crossed off the bucket list?”

“Mmhh.” I thought about it for a while. I already graduated, have a job, two beautiful kids.. Mmh, family and house still needs to get crossed off. But I’m pretty sure with Family comes Flynn and I already made plans to buy a house. Then the only thing that needs to get crossed off is a tropical wedding and a vacation to St. Lucia. Oh my god, St. Lucia is my dream vacation.

“I think that a tropical wedding and a vacation to St. Lucia still needs to get crossed off. I want to go to St. Lucia probably like next year or so when I get my promotion.”

“Interesting.” Flynn kissed my forehead and then looked at his watch. “I need to go meet an investor. Can I take you out for dinner tonight?”

“Aren’t you on vacation right now?”

He let out a deep sigh and nodded. “Actually our meeting was scheduled in two weeks in the Philippines. But since he’s here I decided to meet up with him so I don’t need to travel so far.”

“Oh well, I’ll see you tonight then. What time?”

“I’ll pick you up at eight.”

I nodded and he gave me a quick peck on my lips.

Suddenly I remembered Disneyland. “When are we going to Disney?” I asked.

“Tomorrow.”

I watched Flynn walking out of the hospital room. Then I turned my attention to Amari and Aunt Lydia. “If you two think I haven’t noticed the cupcakes, then you are so wrong.”

“Crap! We have been caught Amari!”

…….

“Mommy, where are you going?” Amari waddled into my room. She wore a pink fluffy pajama and right now she looked just like boo.

“I’m going out with daddy, princess.” I said as I applied mascara on my lashes. Amari had long full lashes. She got it from Flynn. I would be lying If I said that I’m not jealous of them.

“I wanna go to mommy.”

“No, princess. You’ll stay home with Milan and eat pancakes with strawberries and whip cream.” I kissed the tip of her nose and she nuzzled her head in my chest. “I wanna go to daddy.” she murmured. She’s such a daddy girl. But then again, daddy was the one who spoiled her.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

“Daddy can’t spend time with mommy?” I asked as I fake pouted my lips at her.

“No, daddy is my daddy.” she said and hopped off my lap and walked out of my room. Well, I don’t mind her stealing my man from me.

“Flynn’s here!” Aunt Lydia yelled from the living room. I hurriedly grabbed my clutch and slipped on my heels and walked out of the room. I’m curious where he’s going to take me.

When I walked into the living room Amari and Milan were both surrounding him. “What did daddy bring for you?” I asked as I saw them with paper bags.

“Candy!” they both yelled out.

I looked at Flynn and he gave me an apologetic smile. He knows that candy is not allowed at night. “Mommmyyy!” he said imitating Amari when she needs something. “It’s only this time.”

“You are spoiling them.” I said as I walked over to him. I placed my head on his chest and the fresh smell of aftershave entered my nostrils. His big arms held me firmly against his body. “I missed you.” He whispered and a small smile appeared on my face. “I missed you too.” I whispered back.

I turned around and Aunt Lydia was sitting with Milan and Amari on the couch opening the paper bags with candies.

“Tia, are you going to be alright with those two? Are you sure I should not call a babysitter to help you?” I asked.

Aunt Lydia gave me a disapproving look. “Silly girl, of course not. I can handle these two just fine. You two go have fun.”

“Thank you, Tia. Behave yourself kids.” I said before we headed out.

When we were outside I turned towards Flynn who was holding the car door open for me. “Where are we going?”

He gave me a mysterious smile and said, “We are going to have tapas.”

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 Placa 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.

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 Cerveceria 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.

“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?