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.

from the bathroom, bare-chested, a towel draped around

the sight that greeted her: the image

unable to stop herself from staring

nothing like the

felt her cheeks burn, her heart

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

hair, glancing at her with dark, amused eyes. His lips curled in a faint smile. "Who says you

I just... you should

and teasing, carrying a hint of laughter. "Miss Vaughan, you're acting shy now? You sure weren't last

Isadora: "..."

he

as she was-and

marks he'd left on her skin were still fresh and vivid, a reminder of just how fervent

places, the soreness in

her fists, forcing herself

At the end of the day, they

she supposed, what

reckless at night; strangers

shouldn't make a

the way her lashes cast

her brows drawn together in

together and now you want to pretend

into the laundry basket and pulled on a crisp

Suddenly-knock, knock, knock.

rapped on

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