Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 9

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.

draped around his neck. Droplets of water slid down

that greeted her: the

unable to stop herself

was tanned and perfectly sculpted, muscles taut and defined. Tall and lean, he looked nothing like the

her heart thudding a little

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

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

meant. I

of laughter.

Isadora: "..."

could he be so

as she was-and now he was pinning it all on

fresh and vivid, a reminder of

the soreness in her legs and waist

clenched her fists, forcing herself to calm

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

what people called a

night; strangers

a big deal out

silently, taking in the way her

hidden, her brows

and now you want to pretend we don't

the laundry basket and pulled on a crisp white

Suddenly-knock, knock, knock.

on the

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