Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

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."

gossip, all right. But it's about your latest

Victor's eyebrow arched. "Isadora?"

stubbed out his cigarette in a smoky gray

watched the video in silence. By the time it ended, his

of his wrist, stood up, grabbed his jacket, and

how quickly Victor bolted after just one glance

The party's just getting started!" he called after

fiancée. Did

the others, Isadora asked the driver to take her home

the entrance

past, sobering her a little as

through the

the sleek black Ferrari was instantly familiar-and completely out

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

blinked, finally recognizing Victor's

he doing here? Was

glanced around-there was no

a moment's hesitation, she started walking toward the car on