The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter One

All she could do was smile in response as I closed the passenger side door. Climbing into the driver's side I put on my seatbelt and stuck the key into the ignition to start the journey. Even if I thought the party would have helped, I was wrong. I felt useless and uninspired more than ever. I know what you are thinking. Why a bar for inspiration? I had no idea myself. Realising that we had arrived sooner than expected, I pulled that car into the drive of Beth and Jacob's house. Switching off the engine, I got out my phone and rang Beth's boyfriend.

"Hey Jacob, I've got Beth in my car. She's had a few too many. I'm in the drive."

I could hear him chuckle on the phone.

"I'm coming, hang on." He said.

As I waited in the car for him to appear, I remembered when Beth and I had moved from London to the Hampton's. Beth was hoping to go and meet "the one." For me... it was a completely different reason. I needed a fresh start. I changed my appearance and my name. The long black curly hair I had long ago was now a shoulder length cut. The black tresses were now brown with a violet ombre towards the ends. Yeah, I had changed on the outside.

As for Beth, she kept her appearance the same. Her golden blonde hair was paired perfectly with her light blue eyes. She wasn't the basic blonde bimbo that people often mistook her for. She was smart and got the grades she had worked hard for. She was hilarious and an amazing singer. That's how Jacob and Beth became closer.

Considering the fact that Jacob had an established Jazz bar in the city, he was out busking near JFK. He was playing and singing Beth's favourite song. As we walked past him to hail a taxi, he turned to me and asked if I was single. I was in no mood to be hit on and lucky for me, I had slipped my ring onto my ring finger and made out I was engaged. As soon as his eyes fell on her, it was as if it was love at first sight.

The both of them agreed it took at least 100 looks and a couple of mistaken one-night stands for them to realise they had fallen for each other.

I, however, hadn't met the right guy. I wasn't actively looking and It seemed like The Hampton's didn't have the right guy for me every time someone wanted to impress me. For some odd reason, the guys I had met never sparked my interests. I didn't expect them to... considering what had happened in London.

Tapping on the passenger window, I turned to see Jacob pulling a face. I couldn't help but roll my eyes as a smile played on my lips. He moved out of the way as I opened the door to get out.

"Thank you for dropping off my drunk girlfriend." He said, making his way to Beth's side.

As he took her out of the car and lifted her bridal style, we both walked to the house the pair of them had bought together only one month ago.

"Where did you guys go?"

"There was a party downtown." I responded, watching him lay her gently on the couch in the living room. Although it was summer, the low fire illuminated the room and gave the it just the right amount of warmth. "Beth and I decide to go; you know, to clear our heads because of our stressful lives."

"How's that painting going?" Jacob asked.

I couldn't help but let out a scoff. "Non-existent. Like my love life."

"That bad, huh?" Jacob smirked.

"I just want to create something that catches everyone's eyes and will stay with me forever. You know?"

Jacob shrugged his shoulders as he dug his hands into his pockets.

"How about you draw me?" He said with a grin on his face. I gave him my most serious look as he realised that it wouldn't be the best idea for me to draw or create a masterpiece based on my best friend's boyfriend.