Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 3

Victor Fitzgerald-the heir to the Fitzgerald Group had arrived.

If Magnus Wainwright and his family's conglomerate, Wainwright Holdings, ranked among the top three in Capitolion's elite circles, then the Fitzgerald Group was undisputedly number one.-

What began as a banking dynasty had quickly expanded-real estate, technology, telecommunications, investment funds. The Fitzgerald family's reach stretched across more than half the industries in Capitolion.

In private, everyone called Victor the Crown Prince of Capitolion.

Isadora had met him once before. The Vaughan family, her own, was currently bidding on a major project with the Fitzgerald Group, and she was one of the project leads.

But right now, Isadora had no time to worry about her dignity.

Clinging to the last shreds of consciousness, she reached out and grabbed the cuff of his tailored trousers.

"Vi... Victor, please... help me."

Victor's gaze darkened when he saw the woman collapsed at his feet.

legs streaked with blood where her delicate feet had

he bent down and

sense was the cool, crisp scent of pine that seemed to envelop

gently into the passenger seat, shutting the door behind her. He leaned against the car, lazily rolling up his sleeves and unclasping a watch worth more than most people's

him, Victor

voice was quiet, almost casual, but it cut through the night

Ten minutes later.

seat, stripped off his blood-spattered black dress shirt, and

was all muscle and clean lines, tapering down

sweat beading her

watched her for a long moment, eyes shadowed, before pulling out his phone. He

an hour. Get to the villa out

was Finley Pembroke, director of Capitolion's largest private

two-hour drive from Capitolion to the coast. What do you think I am,

a lazy, lopsided grin. "Remind me, is your private jet

was silent for a beat. So, someone was in trouble-and Victor