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IT'S A JOB, NOT A RELATIONSHIP, MR. BILLIONAIRE Chapter 25: UNWELCOME REALIZATIONS
VICTOR’S POVI stood frozen in place, staring out of the study window.Why was Isla here?I hadn’t expected her to show up, yet there she was, standing at the entrance, speaking to Daniel. And whatever she said must have been funny because Daniel threw his head back, laughing as if he had just won the lottery.My grip on the curtain tightened.Were they really that close?From where I stood, Daniel looked too happy. He leaned in slightly, hanging on to her every word. Isla, on the other hand, was relaxed, completely at ease. She even playfully nudged his shoulder at one point.I frowned.That was supposed to be me.I stayed in the study longer than necessary, flipping through a random book, pretending to read while my thoughts raced.But eventually, I had no choice. Dinner was starting.Taking a deep breath, I walked downstairs and joined the guests. The room was filled with lively chatter, old friends reminiscing, and laughter ringing through the air. Daniel, of course, was at the ce
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ISLA’S POVDaniel’s voice lingered in the air, his words carrying an unspoken meaning that made my heart race."Isla, have you noticed that my mom likes you very much? She has been urging me to marry. I said I haven't met the right person, but now..."I felt my cheeks heat up at his words. What was he trying to say? Was he joking, or was there something more? The weight of his unfinished sentence settled between us, making my heart pound in my chest.Just as I opened my mouth to respond, a deep, commanding voice cut through the air."Isla, I need to talk to you about the project."I turned quickly toward the voice, my heart skipping a beat when I saw Victor standing at the top of the stairs. He was looking down at us with an unreadable expression, his dark eyes sharp and intense. It was as if he had been watching us for a while, assessing the scene before deciding to interrupt.Daniel, who had been cut off mid-sentence, chuckled and shook his head. "Victor, do you ever stop working? I
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-05IT'S A JOB, NOT A RELATIONSHIP, MR. BILLIONAIRE Chapter 27: STOLEN MOMENTS AND RISING TENSIONS
ISLA’S POVVictor kissed me.It wasn’t my first kiss, but something about it felt entirely different from anything I had ever experienced before.At first, my mind protested. This was wrong. This was unexpected. This was—But the warmth of his lips against mine, the sheer intensity of the moment, made thinking impossible. I placed my hands against his chest, my first instinct being to push him away. My body, however, had a different reaction. A shiver ran down my spine, my fingers curling slightly into his shirt instead of pushing him away.Victor didn’t hesitate. His hands, firm and sure, cupped my face, angling my head as he deepened the kiss. The heat between us grew, his lips moving against mine with a mix of frustration, urgency, and something else—something I wasn’t ready to name.I tensed, trying to fight against the overwhelming sensation of being completely consumed. But as the seconds passed, my resistance wavered. The way he kissed me—it wasn’t just about dominance or contr
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-05IT'S A JOB, NOT A RELATIONSHIP, MR. BILLIONAIRE Chapter 28: UNSPOKEN PROMISES
ISLA’S POVBefore we left, Daniel looked at Victor and said meaningfully, "Don’t forget what you should do." His tone carried a weight that made me pause for a moment. It was clearly directed at Victor, but I had no idea what he meant. I glanced between them, but neither elaborated.Victor didn’t respond, but something about the way he tensed told me he understood. I considered asking, but before I could, Daniel gave me a reassuring smile and said, "Take care, Isla."Victor gestured toward his car. "Let’s go. I’ll drive you home."I nodded, not thinking much about Daniel’s words. Whatever it was, it was between them.The drive home was quiet at first. I didn’t know what to say, and Victor kept stealing glances at me, his expression softer than usual. I could feel the weight of his gaze, and it made my heart beat faster.Finally, I broke the silence."Victor, why did you act like that earlier? At Daniel’s house?"His jaw clenched slightly. "Like what?"I turned in my seat to face h
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Victor’s POVWhen I got home, I still couldn’t stop thinking about Isla. No matter how much I tried to push her from my mind, her presence lingered—her voice, her scent, the way she had looked at me with those wide, uncertain eyes before running into her apartment. I could still feel the warmth of her lips against mine, the way she had responded, hesitant at first, then melting into me. It wasn’t just about desire—I wanted her, yes, but there was more to it. She made me feel something I hadn’t in a long time. A strange warmth in my chest, an ache I couldn’t quite name.But then, Daniel’s words echoed in my mind like a glass of cold water splashed over me. "Don’t forget what you should do."His reminder grounded me. He was right—I knew it. No matter how much I was drawn to Isla, I couldn’t afford to forget the real reason I had approached her in the first place. If she ever found out that I had initially gotten close to her because of this case, she would hate me. I had no doubt about
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VICTOR’S POVAfter Daniel left, I sat back in my chair, staring at the ceiling. My mind was a tangled mess of thoughts.Nick’s story didn’t add up. His refusal to talk, his family’s sudden relocation overseas, and now his connection to Stratos Corp—it was all too suspicious. And now there was Lyra Holdings, a ghost company moving money in the shadows. Someone powerful was pulling the strings, and I needed to find out who before it was too late.But amidst all the chaos in my head, there was one thought that kept surfacing—Isla.Just thinking about her softened my tense muscles. The way she had looked at me before running into her apartment a few nights ago, the way she had responded to my kiss... I wanted to see her. Hold her.A knock on my office door pulled me from my thoughts."Come in," I called.The door opened, and there she was—Isla.She stepped inside with her usual confidence, but I noticed the way her gaze flickered across my face as if she was checking if I was okay. It was
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-05IT'S A JOB, NOT A RELATIONSHIP, MR. BILLIONAIRE Chapter 31 – A DATE WORTH PLANNING
VICTOR’S POV After everything that had happened recently, Isla was all I could think about. Work, investigations, and even Daniel’s constant warnings faded into the background when she was around. I wasn’t the type of man who got distracted easily, but with her, it was different. I wanted to take her on a real date—something special, something that showed I wasn’t just toying with this. But the problem was, I had no idea what counted as a "perfect" date. Fancy restaurants? A private dinner on a rooftop? Something simple like a long walk by the waterfront? I had spent years making high-stakes decisions, but somehow, this felt harder than any business deal I had ever closed. For the first time in years, I felt nervous about something that had nothing to do with danger. And against my better judgment, I called Daniel. It felt ridiculous—me, calling him for dating advice—but I needed a second opinion. I could already hear the amusement in his voice before he even said anything. “You
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-06IT'S A JOB, NOT A RELATIONSHIP, MR. BILLIONAIRE Chapter 32: DRIFTING APART
ISLA’S POV Things with Victor had been going so well lately. Almost too well. He was attentive, caring, and thoughtful in ways that caught me off guard. Checking in on me, making sure I ate, walking me to my car at night—it was almost too perfect. I wasn’t complaining. In fact, I liked it. Maybe a little too much. But there was something about it that made me wonder. Why did it feel like he was trying too hard? With Daniel, everything had been effortless. It felt natural, like there was never a need to overthink things. But with Victor, I couldn’t shake the feeling that there was something beneath the surface, something he wasn’t telling me. And then there was Sterling Corporation’s contract issue. Victor’s company had been trying to secure a huge deal with Harper & Co., a multi-billion-dollar fashion distributor. It was supposed to be a done deal, something that would solidify Sterling Corporation’s reputation in the industry. But out of nowhere, a competitor swooped in and
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SIENNA'S POVWhen Nathan told me about the fire in his restaurant, my heart dropped. The words came out casually—like it was just another rough day—but I could feel the weight behind them. I stared at him, waiting for him to say it was a joke or maybe an exaggeration. He didn’t.“Wait—what?” I asked, almost breathless. “Your restaurant… it burned down?”He gave me a quiet nod, eyes slightly distant, as if replaying the moment in his head. “Last night. Caught me off guard.”I stood frozen in his living room, my fingers tightening around the edge of my phone. “Oh my God, Nathan. Are you okay?”“I’m fine. Just… pissed.” He rubbed his hand through his hair. “Everything was gone. Tables. Kitchen. Décor. Even the cash register melted.”I moved to sit beside him on the couch. “Do you know what caused it?”Nathan’s jaw clenched. “I’m sure it was Lucas.”The name sent a wave of anger through meeven though I don't even know who he hisNathan then told me how he had been making him and Isla liv
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SIENNA’S POVI’ve always liked having things figured out. Plans. Boundaries. No room for surprises.But lately, Victor has been nothing but a surprise.He asked me out yesterday.And the strange part? I wasn’t shocked.Not because I saw it coming, but because deep down—if I’m being completely honest with myself—I’d been waiting for it. Hoping for it, maybe. Even if I didn’t want to admit it.There’s been this… spark between us. A silent pull. We dance around it every time we talk. We laugh too much, our conversations last too long, and we look at each other just a second too slowly.There were never any secret feelings. No big, buried truth. Just a growing, electric sort of chemistry I kept ignoring.Until I couldn’t.Until he asked me out.And I should’ve told him before he did. I should’ve said, Hey, this thing between us? It’s not just you. I feel it too.But I didn’t.And now he’s launched the idea of us, and I’m floating somewhere between giddy and terrified.Because I like him.
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