Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 7

Isadora was so startled, she could barely get the words out. "W-what?"

Her cheeks weren't just flushed-they were crimson, as if her embarrassment might actually draw blood.

Only a few hours ago, she'd barely had the faintest experience in these matters!

What did he mean?

How was she supposed to know what to do?

Oh God.

Maybe she could sneak a look at a movie or something, cram a little knowledge to make up for her twenty-three years of ignorance.

Victor watched the embarrassment spread across Isadora's face, the blush traveling down her neck like a wildfire. Her skin bloomed with rosy warmth, and her dark, bright eyes flickered between bashfulness and indignation, though she didn't dare show it outright.

Something about this charming, flustered young woman made Victor's lips curl in quiet amusement.

He arched one eyebrow, gaze lingering on her full, temptingly red lips. His eyes, dark and deep as night, grew even more intense.

“Isadora,” he murmured, his voice deep, velvet-smooth, laced with desire, "kiss me."

her mouth go dry, her whole body heating up as if set alight. Victor's words-just two,

it all became

over her without a second

should she keep

to a

the very image of

sculpted, and confident, he had an undeniable presence and charm. Every socialite in Capitolion wanted to be

every bit

for her.

breath and lowered her head, imitating the way

cool but soft, carrying a faint,

felt her sweet breath brush over him, and his

his

grew ragged, the movement of his Adam's apple

and felt a shiver run through her, the sensation zinging through her nerves and straight to her heart. She trembled, realizing that kissing him sent her own pulse racing

sudden, fluid motion, Victor rolled over, pinning her delicate wrists above her head, pressing her beneath him

voice gritty with longing. "You little tease. You're quite

kissed her again-hungry,

heat in her veins rise to a fever

her fast, trapping her against the headboard, every inch of her

the lingering effects of the medicine, maybe it was something more,