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."

body heating up as if set alight. Victor's words-just two, so intimate and commanding echoed in her mind: "Kiss

it all became

over her without a second thought

should she keep holding

stay loyal to

was the very

an undeniable presence and charm. Every socialite in Capitolion wanted

he was every bit Magnus's

loss for her.

took a deep breath and lowered her head, imitating the way he had kissed her earlier

mouth was cool but soft, carrying a

her sweet breath brush over him, and his

downward, brushing his jaw, then his neck, lingering

grew ragged, the movement of his Adam's

felt a shiver run through her, the sensation zinging through her nerves and straight to her heart. She

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

kiss, his voice gritty with longing. "You little tease.

kissed her again-hungry,

felt the heat in her veins rise

grip held her fast, trapping her against

helpless whimper escaped her lips. Maybe it was the lingering effects of the medicine, maybe it was something more, but she