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I Stole The Billionaire's Heart
Chapter 49
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I arrived at the apartment late at night. Flynn came with me, because he held Amari the rest of the night. She was sleeping in his arms and even though I told him he could have put her on the couch, he insisted to hold her.

"Put her there." I opened the bedroom door for Flynn so he could put the sleeping Amari on the bed. I put the blanket on her and quietly exited the room. The room was still pretty empty. Tomorrow I would do some decorating and other stuff.


"Do you want to stay for a drink?" I asked as we entered the kitchen. The apartment was small, just enough for two people. It was beautifully decorated and it was also child-friendly. Just what I needed for Amari. Of course I like the mansion in Jordan better, but for now this should do it. Later on, If I can afford it I'll buy a bigger apartment or maybe even a house. And then I finally could bring Milan to study in the states.

"Sure, what do you have?" he asked as he settled on the bar stool. "Have I told you that you looked stunning tonight."

I blushed when he said that. I will probably never get enough of his compliments. "No, but thank you. Uhm there's coffee. I didn't do grocery shopping yet."


"A coffee will do."

I made coffee for the both of us and when I served it to Flynn, an awkward silence followed. Flynn was the first one to speak. "I'm truly sorry, Jill." His eyes was filled with remorse as he said that.


"I forgave you." I told him. "A long time ago. Don't worry."

"I just don't know what else to say then. So much happened today, I met my daughter, you came back. It's so overwhelming. Why did you decide to come back after all these years?" He stared at his coffee as he asked me that question. His eyebrows were furrowed in a frown.

"Amari is getting bigger. She asked about you. I can't and I don't want to keep her away from you. You deserve to know her, Flynn." I answered softly. "You have done me wrong, not her."

"Did it ever crossed your mind to start over again?" Flynn looked up at me with hopeful eyes.

I sighed deeply. Have I? Of course. It happened a million times. I wanted to come back to New York, forgive him and be with him. He was all I will ever need. He was my soul mate. I knew it. And the feelings I have for him, i cannot have it for anyone else.

He was always the only one. Since the beginning. Since that time in Milan.

"I don't know. I thought our love was a fairytale, but fairytales don't exist."

"Do it for Amari? We can have our own fairytale. This will be our fairytale." he said quietly.

"Amari should not be a reason for us to be together. You cheated on me. On our engagement party. You know the saying 'once a cheater, always a cheater'. That's not a fairytale. Fairytales has happy endings. We don't."

Flynn scoffed. "Seriously? That's not true. I changed okay. I realized that I lost my most prized possession, the day you left. You just disappeared. I was lost without you, Jill. We will never have a happy ending Jill. This time, I promise you this, that this time no human being will separate us. Only death will do us apart. It's a promise."

"I don't know what to say. We cannot be together. Or at least not right now. You hurt me badly. It took me forever to get over it." I told him. "It's not easy to forget what you did to me. You promised me so many things, and you broke all of them. You need to earn my trust back."

"I'm so sorry." he apologized. "I'll do anything so you can trust me again."

"Can you please stop apologizing? I forgave you already."

"I don't know what else to say. I would do anything to get you back. I need you. I made a mistake and I want to fix it." He paused and then continued, "I want my family back."

Jill Malik P.O.V

"Dad is coming to pick you up, princess. Hurry up!" I yelled from the kitchen. I was preparing her breakfast and packed her lunchbox. I packed some sandwiches and her favorite juice and candy.

I have no idea where Flynn would take her today, the only thing he said to me last night was that I should pack lunch for her. I hated when he gave me a call at the very last moment. But what else can I do? It's Flynn we're talking about.

In the past few weeks Flynn got really involved in Amari's life. While I was busy working at home, Flynn brought her to the playground, have lunch with her or meet up with Ximena. He was always trying to plan something with her when he's free from work. It came out really well for me, because Amari requires a lot of attention, especially at this age.

She wants to do everything I am doing. Even when I'm in the toilet, she stands in front of the doorway, watching me, counting on her fingers for me, and saying the alphabet out loud in the wrong order. She wears my heels and leave them everywhere in the house. One time I almost tripped on one when I wasn't watching where I was walking.

"Mommy!" Amari entered the kitchen, dragging her doll behind her. "Flakes." She pointed at the box of cornflakes on the kitchen counter.