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CHAPTER 3

Flynn Vasilios POV

"And that's why I decided to move back to New York!" I announced at the dinner table.

My mom had made steak, which was a little bit overcooked, and mac and cheese, that didn't taste like mac and cheese at all. We didn't complain, because this was her first attempt of cooking in probably twenty years. Usually we had a cook, but today she called in sick.

My parents were devastated when I told them about Bree Paloma, that little bitch. For nine months she lied to me that the baby she carried was mine. I didn't believe her in the beginning, because we didn't do any rough stuff and I was using a condom.

Somehow Bree convinced me that the condom broke and that I was the only one she had sex with that time. I was forced to live in Greece with her for nine months, since I'm the CEO from a multi-billion company and the baby she was carrying would be the heir of my company. It would not be a good image if I would be in New York and my pregnant girlfriend in Greece.

There are no words to describe how furious I was when I did a paternity test to see if the baby was mine. Turns out it wasn't! That little bitch had sex with four other men that time and she didn't really know to which one the baby belong. I was the only billionaire among those four, that's why she chose me as the father.

"Why? Why can't you stay in Greece?" Ximena asked appalled. I looked at her; she looked pale after I announced the news of me moving back. I thought she would be happy. I haven't been in the states for so long and she was always complaining that I was never around.

"Well--," I said. "The headquarters of my company are here and I don't want to see Bree anymore for the rest of my life."

"No!" she shouted panicky and then shut up abruptly when everyone was staring at her.

"Ximena dear, is something wrong? My mom asked as she put her fork down to walk over to Ximena. "I'm fine, I'm fine!" she yelled and stood up and mumbled an excuse me before she disappeared upstairs to her room.

I just shrugged my shoulders. Must be her time of the month again. That explains why she's so grumpy and sensitive. Women.

The next morning I was having breakfast when I saw Ximena rushing down the stairs to go to work. She wore an awful black conservative dress that made her look like a nun. It was ugly.

"Is that the new style?" I noticed when she came to the kitchen to grab a banana. "It's ugly bytheway."

She just glared at me and snarled, "Oh please, shut up! What do you know about style, when the only styles you care about are thongs and corsets?"

I was taken- aback by her sudden outburst. Why is she mad at me? I haven't done anything. And thongs and corsets? I prefer my girls naked. Easy access.

When it was lunch time for Ximena, I decided to pay her a visit and apologize for whatever I did to her. I have no clue what I did or say wrong, but it is better I apologize. Usually I don't apologize to girls, but she's my sister and I might need her help somewhere in the near future.

I parked my Bugatti Veyron next to Ximena's white Bentley and walked inside the building. In my right hand I had the keys of my car around my index finger and in my left hand I carried a bag with ten pieces of omakase from Ximena's favorite sushi place in New York, Sushi yasuda.

"Good morning Mr. Vasilios." Claire chirped as I walked passed her, ignoring her whole presence. I didn't exactly like Claire, because of the last time when she basically threw herself at me. Aside from that, she looks scary. Who the hell wears red bright lipstick with blue eyeshadow to work? I'm surprised that Ximena didn't fire her yet, but then again my sister is way too nice.

I walked into Ximena's office without knocking and I was shocked to see her there again. They both looked up at me, Ximena's eyes all red and swollen and she was glaring angrily at me.

I knew who she was. I knew her face seem familiar. Since the last time I saw her during Ximena's graduation I couldn't get my mind off her. I knew it was her.

"What are you doing here?" I heard the angry voice of Ximena that woke me up from my reverie.

I smiled sheepishly at her. "I'm sorry for whatever reason you're mad at me, but I brought you sushi." I walked over to her desk and handed her the sushi. "Now, will you tell me why you're mad at me?" I then looked at her friend. The one I know so well.

"Don't you have work to do?" I asked quirking an eyebrow. She rolled her eyes at me and let out a disapproving sound before walking away.

So unprofessional.

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