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.

bathroom, bare-chested, a towel draped around his

up, this was the sight that greeted her: the image of a

herself from

nothing like the ruthless businessman he was in public-in this light, Victor resembled a model straight out of

her cheeks burn, her

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

amused eyes. His

I meant. I just...

teasing, carrying a hint of laughter. "Miss Vaughan,

Isadora: "..."

he be

was just as enthusiastic as she was-and now he was pinning it all

still fresh and vivid, a reminder of just how fervent things

in all the wrong places, the soreness in her

her fists, forcing herself to calm

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

what

night; strangers again

she shouldn't make a big deal

the way her lashes

brows drawn together

night together and now you want to pretend we don't know each

into the laundry basket and pulled on a crisp white

Suddenly-knock, knock, knock.

on

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