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.

her delicate

down and

scent of pine

behind her. He leaned against the car, lazily rolling up his sleeves and unclasping a watch worth more

burly men barrelled toward him, Victor shot them

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

Ten minutes later.

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

torso was all muscle and clean lines, tapering down to a narrow waist and disappearing into his

closed, sweat beading her brow, her lips bitten

for a long moment, eyes shadowed,

an hour. Get to the villa

end was Finley Pembroke, director of Capitolion's largest private hospital,

if I put pedal to the metal, it's a two-hour drive from Capitolion to the coast. What do you think I am, some kind of magician with a teleportation

in a lazy, lopsided grin. "Remind

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