Chapter 25

Bar.

Finley scrolled through his phone, half-listening to the thumping bass and chatter around him.

A new video notification popped up on his screen.

He tapped it open: Elise diving into the pool, Magnus swooping in to play the hero, and Isadora left standing alone again.

Predictably, the group chat was already buzzing with snarky jokes and eye-rolling emojis.

When the video ended, Finley glanced up at the man lounging beside him on the couch.

Victor looked as relaxed as ever, one arm draped over the backrest, languid

fingers holding a cigarette that was nearly spent. His gaze wandered idly over the wild scene unfolding on the stage-dancers, laughter, a mess of movement and lights.

Finley hesitated, then smirked. "Hey, Prince Charming, want to see something interesting?"

Victor shot him a lazy look. "If it's just more gossip, I'll pass."

it's about your

Victor's eyebrow arched. "Isadora?"

for an answer, he stubbed out his cigarette in a smoky gray crystal ashtray, then reached over and

the video in silence. By the time

the table with a careless flick of his wrist, stood up, grabbed his jacket, and strode

how quickly Victor bolted after just one glance at the

party's just getting started!" he called after

she was also Magnus's fiancée. Did high-and- mighty Victor really want to

and the others, Isadora asked

out at the entrance to

sobering her a little

through the darkness, slicing

through her fingers. The silhouette of the sleek black Ferrari was instantly familiar-and completely out of place parked in

she could even process it, the car gave a sharp, arrogant beep, shattering the stillness of the

blinked, finally recognizing Victor's

doing here? Was he looking

was no one

moment's hesitation, she started walking toward the

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