Chapter 10

Fine, whatever.

Isadora, for the sake of you remembering to have the staff make me a hangover cure last night, I'll let this one slide.

Just this once, I'll put up with your attitude.

Magnus picked up his phone and dialed a familiar number.

It was the first time he'd ever called Isadora after a fight.

"The number you have dialed is currently unavailable."

She turned off her phone!

Magnus gripped his phone so tightly his knuckles went white, a surge of anger rising in his chest.

Well played, Isadora.

So this is your idea of playing hard to get?

You've seriously crossed the line!

Without hesitation, Magnus dialed Lean, his voice taut with frustration. "Put the wedding dress on hold. Indefinitely."

Lean: "..."

The next morning, the sound of waves lapped gently against the shore. White curtains billowed softly at the villa's floor-to-ceiling windows, caught in the ocean breeze.

around

sight that greeted her: the image of a man fresh from the

froze, unable to stop herself

lean, he looked nothing like the ruthless businessman he was in public-in this light, Victor resembled a model

cheeks burn, her heart thudding

quickly looked away, flustered, her voice shaky as she murmured a protest. "Why are you... taking

casually toweled off his hair, glancing at her with dark, amused eyes. His lips curled in a faint smile. "Who says you can't

what I meant. I

light and teasing, carrying a hint of laughter. "Miss Vaughan, you're acting shy

Isadora: "..."

could he

as enthusiastic as she

her skin were still fresh and vivid, a reminder of

body ached in all the wrong places, the soreness in her

clenched her fists, forcing herself

barely knew Victor. At the end of the day, they

supposed, what

and reckless at night; strangers again

make a big deal out of

her silently, taking in the way her

brows drawn together in

one night together and now you want to pretend

the laundry basket

Suddenly-knock, knock, knock.

rapped on the bedroom

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