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Chapter 16: Isaac’s POV
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THE BILLIONAIRE'S PRIVATE NURSE Chapter 35 | Issac’s pov
“You think you can protect her from me?” Daphne hissed, too close, her perfume choking me more than the air itself.Something inside me snapped. My hand shot to her throat, pressing her against the wall. Her pulse hammered beneath my fingers as I squeezed, and still—still—she laughed. A low, wicked sound that scraped against my bones.“Always a step ahead of you, Isaac,” she whispered, lips curling despite the pressure. “You’ll never win.”I squeezed harder, fury tunnelling my vision red. And then—The door creaked.A maid froze in the threshold, her eyes wide, a tray clattering in her hands, shocked and confused.The reality of what I was doing hit me like ice water. I released Daphne with a shove, stepping back. She smoothed her throat, straightening as if she hadn’t nearly been crushed. Then she smiled. That awful, triumphant smile.“I’ll destroy you myself,” she said, voice smooth as glass, “before I ever let someone else have you.”I stormed out before I did something I couldn’t
THE BILLIONAIRE'S PRIVATE NURSE Chapter 34 | Issac’s pov
The kiss still burned on my lips as I slid behind the wheel. My hands gripped the steering tighter than they should have, knuckles whitening, jaw clenched.I hadn’t planned for it to happen like that. Hell, I hadn’t planned for it to happen at all. Gabriella was supposed to hate me—or at least keep her distance. It was safer that way. Cleaner. But the way she looked at me… the way she felt against me… There was no denying it anymore. I was in deeper than I’d ever meant to go.In loveThe second woman I had ever opened my heart to, I didn’t even believe it was possible after Sarah. For years, I’d convinced myself I was carved hollow, that love wasn’t meant for me anymore. Sarah had proved it—how fragile it all was. The pressure, the chaos, my failure to shield her… it had been too much. And when she broke, she broke completely. Her death carved me open in ways no scar ever could.I carried that blame like a brand. Every deal I made, every face I smiled at in public, every lie I told my
THE BILLIONAIRE'S PRIVATE NURSE Chapter 33 : Gabriella’s pov
The moment his voice slid into the air, my body reacted before my mind could. I shot to my feet, heart hammering, and bolted down the path away from him. Gravel crunched under my shoes, lungs burning as if I could somehow outrun his shadow. “Gabriella, wait!” Isaac’s voice chased me, sharp and commanding. “Stay away from me!” I didn’t stop. Couldn’t. My throat tore as I shouted, “How did you find me?” I didn’t wait for his answer. Instead, I screamed the only name that made sense— “Leah!” I burst back inside, the air colder, heavier. Leah was there, standing in the center of the room. And then I saw it—her eyes locked with Isaac’s. A silent recognition. My stomach dropped. “No,” I whispered, shaking my head. “No. No, no…” Leah was standing in the living room, a glass in her hand. Her eyes flicked toward Isaac as he stepped through the doorway. The silence between them told me everything before her mouth ever moved. They knew each other. “No,” I whispered, shaking my h
THE BILLIONAIRE'S PRIVATE NURSE Chapter 32 | Gabriella’s pov
The apartment smelled too clean. Not like bleach, not like dust, but like… erasure. Every trace of life scrubbed away, leaving only the faint tang of lemon polish and something sharper, metallic, that clung to the back of my tongue.Leah’s heels clicked against the hardwood as she moved ahead, flicking on lights. The place was gorgeous—glass walls opening to the lake, soft grey furniture, paintings that looked like they belonged in a gallery. Too gorgeous. Like it had been waiting for someone to admire it, not live in it.“Make yourself comfortable,” Leah said, slipping off her jacket. She moved with ease, like she belonged here. “No one will find you here. Not unless I want them to.”I didn’t sit. My eyes darted instead—to the windows, the doors, the locks. I’d been dragged through too many lies to believe in miracles. And Leah—calm, beautiful, composed—didn’t feel like a saviour. She felt like another trap with better lighting.“Why are you doing this?” I asked. My voice was rough,
THE BILLIONAIRE'S PRIVATE NURSE Chapter 31 | Gabriella’s pov
The call cut off, but Daphne’s voice clung to me like smoke, thick and suffocating, refusing to leave my lungs. I stared at the phone in my hand, her words replaying on loop—addict, job, life—until they weren’t just threats, they were truths already unfolding. Somewhere outside my window, I thought I heard footsteps pause, then laughter, too sharp to be a coincidence. My chest tightened. Was it paranoia, or had they already seen?Another vibration shook through my palm. A text from an unknown number: Slut nurse. Can’t wait for your patients to see this.My stomach flipped, bile burning the back of my throat. The walls of my apartment felt like they were shrinking; I couldn’t breathe, sit still, or watch my life collapse through a glass screen.My chest ached with the weight of her words, but a sharper panic cut through—my car was still back at the station. If she was right, if people were already watching, then it was a beacon with my name on it.I snatched my hoodie off the chair, s
THE BILLIONAIRE'S PRIVATE NURSE Chapter 30
I ducked into an alleyway behind a row of shops, bracing myself against the cool wall as I tried to catch my breath. My heart was still racing, but it had nothing to do with the run. I’d kissed him. I had kissed Isaac back like I needed it to breathe, like nothing else in the world mattered. And for a terrifying, intoxicating moment… nothing else had.But then everything came crashing down. James. The crowd. Daphne’s name is banging like a drum at the back of my skull. Isaac’s marriage. The fact that I had just made a spectacle of myself—of us—like some careless girl who didn’t know how the world worked.I shut my eyes and tilted my head back against the wall, willing the sting to leave my throat, the heat to fade from my cheeks. But the memory wouldn’t let go. His hands on my face, the way his lips had trembled against mine, the way he had looked at me like he was choosing me, finally, fully—even if only for that moment.It didn’t feel like a mistake.That’s what scared me most.I di
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