I Stole The Billionaire's Heart novel Chapter 4

"Don't worry; It will not tear apart if that's what you're afraid of."

"It better not."

"These dresses are supposed to be that tight. Now go sit down, I still need to do your hair and makeup." He pulled my hair out of my ponytail and started to brush it out.

"Stunning. Beautiful. Magnificent!" Chase hushed as he spun me around three times.

"Holy mama!" Reina squealed. "You're going to take the spotlight from Kat Von D herself."

I laughed. "I don't think so, but thanks for the compliments." I walked to the life size mirror in the corner of my room and couldn't help but let out a gasp when I saw my reflection. My hair was half up and half down. Chase curled the bottom parts of my hair that hung flowy on my shoulders. My makeup was done stunning. He managed to make my short eyelashes twice longer than it actually is.

"Now it's time for these shiny babies." I turned around to see what Chase meant with 'shiny babies.'

"Hell no!" I called out looking at a pair of sparkly five inch heels.

"You don't have a choice." Reina said in a matter of fact tone. "If you don't wear it, you will trip on your dress."

I rather trip on my dress barefooted than in a pair of five inch heels. "No, guys please. Let me wear flats, no one will see it anyways."

"No,no,no, I will not let you wear that beautiful gown of Elie Saab with flats honey. I don't want to degrade my friend like that." Chase shook his head.

I glared at him.

"Time is not waiting for you Jill." he said looking at his Rolex and tapping impatiently with his shoes on my carpet.

"Give me those goddamn shoes."

Chase smirked and threw the shoes at me. He and Reina then went out of my room. I slip the shoes on, grabbed my purse, and walked to the living room were Chase and Reina were now waiting for me.

"You look like a model best friend!" Reina squealed excitedly when I entered the living room. "Go get yourself a man boo!"

"Reina I'm going to a launch party not a club."

"I don't care; go get yourself a sugar daddy! I heard Kat Von D has a lot of billionaire friends. Maybe you can hook up with one of them. That would be so hot."

"Well that's true, but honey I'm just going for the launch of her lipsticks not for her friends."

"Ladies you can chitchat later, Jill you're already five minutes late to the party!" Chase said, interrupting the conversation me and Reina had.

"It's called fashionably late, Chase!" Reina said sassily.

"Well," Chase replied in the same sassy tone, "I don't want Jill to be fashionably late after I've spend two hours on her look. So Jill, are you ready?"

I rolled my eyes playfully at him. "Yes Chase, bye Reina." I said before closing the door behind me.

When we were already in the elevator I remembered that I forgot my car keys on my nightstand. "Shit!" I looked at Chase. "I forgot my car keys."

"Don't worry, Ximena send her personal driver to pick you up and drop you off."

"That's really considerate of her."

Everyone is going on dates and here I am going to a lipstick launch party.

"Are you sure this is it?" I asked looking at Baxter with wide eyes.

"Yes Miss Malik, this is the GoldBar."

I looked back outside. It was crowded with paparazzi's. How am I going to get through that without tripping or being pushed? Suddenly I didn't feel like going in anymore.

"I will escort you to the main entrance, don't worry." Baxter said when he saw the terrified look on my face.

I let out a breath of relief. Good, because I don't think I would be able to walk in five inch heels through that crowd of paparazzi's. I would trip and embarrass myself in front of them.

Baxter opened the door for me and that's when I heard paparazzi shouting: "Is that Zoe Clayton?! Zoe!"

Baxter held me firmly on my waist as we work a way through the crowd. I held my head down due the flashes of the cameras. It was so annoying, now I realize what celebrities have to go through. "It's not Zoe guys!" I heard someone yell. "If it's not Zoe, who is she?"

"Wow she's pretty!"

"That's Ximena Vasilios personal driver."

"Do you have your invitation card Miss?" Baxter asked as we were approaching the entrance. I nodded; I was holding it in my hand.

Suddenly Baxter let go of me. "I can't go further than here, have a great night Miss Malik, and give me a call when you're ready to go home."

I nodded my head; Baxter had put in his number in my cell phone on our way here. I walked to the two security guards who were standing in front of the entrance. I showed them my invitation card; they nodded their heads and opened the door for me to enter.