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.

emerged from the bathroom, bare-chested, a towel draped around his neck. Droplets

woke up, this was the sight that greeted her: the

froze, unable to stop herself from staring for a few

muscles taut and defined. Tall and lean, he looked nothing like the

her heart thudding a little

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

eyes.

I

carrying a hint of laughter. "Miss Vaughan, you're acting shy now?

Isadora: "..."

he

as she was-and now he was pinning

he'd left on her skin were still fresh and vivid, a

the wrong places, the soreness in her

forcing herself to calm

she barely knew Victor. At the end

she supposed, what people called

at night; strangers again by

a big

watched her silently, taking in the way her lashes

brows drawn

together and now you

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

Suddenly-knock, knock, knock.

on the

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