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.

towel draped around his neck. Droplets

was the sight that greeted

herself from staring for

taut and defined. Tall and lean, he looked nothing like the ruthless businessman he was in public-in this light, Victor resembled a model straight out

her cheeks burn, her heart thudding a

her voice shaky as she murmured a protest. "Why are you... taking a

at her with dark, amused eyes. His lips curled

I just... you should

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

Isadora: "..."

he be so

she was-and now he was pinning it all on

on her skin were still fresh and vivid, a reminder of just how fervent things

the soreness in her legs and waist suddenly

fists, forcing herself to

happened, she barely knew Victor. At the end of the day,

supposed, what people called a

at night; strangers again by

shouldn't make a big deal out

taking in the way her

hidden, her brows

eyebrow. "What, one night together and now you

tossed his towel into the laundry basket and pulled on a crisp

Suddenly-knock, knock, knock.

rapped on the bedroom

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