Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 9

Scales scratched the back of his head, looking bemused.

"No way. Isadora's still giving you the silent treatment? It's been, what, three days now? That's gotta be a new record! She's never stayed mad for more than a day before."

He leaned in, lowering his voice with a knowing grin. "But honestly, Magnus, women are all like that. Don't spoil her too much. She's just testing you, waiting for you to cave first. You know what they say-let a guy give in once, and he'll be doing it a thousand times after. Don't fall for it."

"Come on, no matter how badly you screwed up before, she always came running back, apologized, begged you not to leave her."

"And with her awkward position in the Vaughan family, if she ever really left you, they'd probably toss her out for good."

At that, Magnus's expression softened just a bit. He picked up his glass and took a slow sip, letting the rich flavor settle on his tongue.

Maybe this time Isadora had gone further than usual-she'd even come up with that wild kidnapping stunt. It left him with a faint, unfamiliar sense of unease.

Off to the side, Sammy—already halfway through his drink-couldn't help but chime in.

"Anyone would be moved by how much Isadora loves you, Magnus."

awful migraines, she spent a whole day and night

about food, she learned to cook every cuisine

her more times than I can count. Isadora

Elise kept interfering, stirring up trouble, that Isadora finally snapped. That's the only reason she's acting out now-but in the end, it's always because she loves you. She

his glass down, his tone turning serious. "Don't listen to Scales. You really did go too far this time. Sure, the wedding was

this year. On your anniversary, your birthday, Isadora's birthday, even during Thanksgiving and the Fourth of July, she's always sick. And every single

you, everyone has their limits. Don't wait until she's gone to realize what

gave a cold, dismissive smile. "As if I'd ever regret losing a

leave him? The very idea was laughable. She'd sooner see the sun

unwavering devotion-so used to it, in fact, that he'd come to take

if it was just to fulfill Elise's last wish, must have stung Isadora more than

stood up, ready to head

already? Man, the night's just getting started!" Scales called after

stepping out of the bar and sliding

Wedding's top designer-fly them out here to Capitol City to create a custom gown for Isadora. And make sure we win

be grand enough,

villa, Magnus tossed his coat aside, stretched out on the sofa, and let his long legs dangle off the edge. His headache was