All Chapters of IT'S A JOB, NOT A RELATIONSHIP, MR. BILLIONAIRE : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

ISLA'S POVI refused to let Damian’s release get to me.Even after his call last night—the way he laughed like nothing had happened, like he hadn’t destroyed so many lives—I didn’t let it shake me. I woke up early the next morning and got ready for work. My mind was firm. I wasn’t going to show fear. I wouldn’t give him that satisfaction.As I walked into Titan Holdings, the tension in the air was thick. You could feel it in the silence, in the way eyes darted away when I looked at them. The fear on the faces of the employees said it all. Everyone had seen the news. Damian Lannister, the man we thought was gone for good, was back.And he didn’t waste time making his presence known.The moment I stepped into the hallway leading to my office, I saw Damian in one of the private offices, pacing back and forth. His voice echoed from behind the glass. He was already threatening legal action. Suing the board. Accusing people. I didn't need to hear it clearly to know what was coming. He was f

ISLA’S POVThe war was over. Not just the one I fought in silence, wearing heels and a perfect smile, but the one that had kept my heart heavy and my soul burdened for years. Damian Lannister was gone—fled the city like a shadow at sunrise. And while there was no grand parade or breaking news, I knew. I knew I had won.The celebration wasn’t extravagant, just intimate—Judith, Victor, Daniel, and a few others who had stood by me when the storm raged the hardest. We gathered at my place, soft music playing, the clink of glasses, light laughter, and the comforting smell of home-cooked meals. Judith had insisted on bringing her famous roasted chicken and a bottle of red wine she’d been saving for “a day worthy of history.”I laughed more than I had in months. I let myself breathe without worry. I looked at Victor as he watched me with an amused smile. “You’re glowing,” he said, nudging my side as we stood in the kitchen.“I feel like I can finally breathe,” I replied honestly, pouring him

ISLA’S POVThe restaurant looked just like I remembered—warm lights, soft music, and that delicious smell of fresh food. I walked in alone this time, but it didn’t feel awkward. There was something about this place that made me feel at peace. Maybe it was the laughter coming from one of the tables or the familiar voice I heard just ahead.“Back again?” Nathan asked, standing by the counter with a warm smile. He was wearing a black apron, his sleeves rolled up, and his hair slightly messy from the kitchen heat. He looked even better than I remembered.I smiled. “Yeah. I needed a little break.”“I’m glad you came,” he said. “Do you want your usual seat?”“That would be nice,” I replied, letting him lead me to the table by the window.A few minutes later, he came back—not just to take my order, but with two plates and a shy grin. “I’m on break. Mind if I join you?”I was surprised but nodded. “Go ahead.”He sat across from me, setting down our meals. “So… what do you do when you’re not h

ISLA'S POVThe week moved faster than I expected. Between meetings, deadlines, and awkward run-ins with Lucas—who, thankfully, had been keeping his distance since our conversation—I barely had time to breathe. But no matter how busy I got, my mind kept drifting back to Nathan.It was the way he smiled without trying, the way he listened without rushing, the way I felt seen when I was with him. And maybe it was silly, but I hadn’t felt that in a long time.On Friday afternoon, I got a text from him.Nathan: "Hey, how about a change of scenery? My place? I’ll cook, you bring the smile."I stared at the message longer than I should’ve, a slow grin creeping onto my face. It felt easy with him—uncomplicated. Like for once, I didn’t have to be the powerful woman in the boardroom or the one constantly looking over her shoulder.I replied quickly.Me: “Only if I get dessert too. And I’m not talking about the food.”His response came almost instantly.Nathan: “Now that’s pressure, Isla.”---T

ISLA'S POVI sat at the head of the long conference table, facing the board members of Titan Holdings. The room was bright and filled with quiet murmurs as everyone settled down for the board meeting. I adjusted my notes and cleared my throat."Good morning, everyone," I began confidently. "As we complete a full year since I took on the leadership of Titan Holdings, I want to thank each of you for your support. It's been a challenging but fulfilling journey. When I stepped in, our fashion division was losing relevance, and our jewelry line had minimal presence in the market. Today, we are not only back in the game but standing tall among the top fashion companies in New York."A few board members nodded and smiled in approval.I continued, "Sales have increased by 35% since last quarter. Our client base has expanded, and our social media engagement has tripled. These aren't just numbers. They reflect the hard work, creativity, and strategic partnerships we've built over the year."The