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 been cut. A feverish flush colored her

another word, he bent down and

could sense was the cool, crisp scent of pine that seemed to envelop her-chilling, but somehow

door behind her. He leaned against the car, lazily rolling up

men barrelled toward him, Victor shot

you the ones who drugged her?" His voice was quiet,

Ten minutes later.

blood-spattered black dress shirt, and tossed it

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

the passenger seat, Isadora lay with her eyes closed, sweat beading her

long moment, eyes shadowed,

to the villa out by the western shore.

was Finley Pembroke, director of Capitolion's largest private

two-hour drive from Capitolion to the coast. What do you think I am, some kind of magician with

"Remind me, is

a beat. So, someone was in