Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 30

"If you really want to be my girl, Isadora, say it again when you're sober."

His warm breath, tinged with the night air, slipped into Isadora's ears, gentle as moonlight shimmering across a lake, sending ripples through the dark and warming her heart.

For a split second, Isadora's heart seemed to stop.

The Ace's Den.

When Scales and Sammy arrived at the private lounge, they found Magnus already halfway through a bottle, knocking back drink after drink.

The two exchanged a knowing glance.

What's gotten into Mr. Wainwright this time?

Scales ambled over, grinning. "Magnus, you're hitting the booze pretty hard tonight."

Magnus ignored him.

His mind kept replaying Isadora's final words "We're even now"-and the breakup message on his phone. No engagement. It was over.

He'd never been good at making amends-honestly, he'd never even tried. Every argument, it was always Isadora reaching out first, always the one to cave, flooding his phone with messages. Sometimes she'd send dozens; he'd maybe send one back after a meeting, if he remembered. If not? Well, she'd come around eventually.

Isadora's icy indifference was something new. It felt like things were slipping

pride and take the first step for once tonight. But then Isadora pulled that stunt

set him off

a kidnapping, staged a cold war, and got someone to jump in the pool. She was never like

the old Isadora, the one who went out of

him even

was just a fake wedding. Isadora's blowing this way out of proportion. I even told her I'd give her a real wedding, something big. She still

before he could pour another drink. "Magnus, we heard what happened tonight. Maybe Isadora went too far, but you shouldn't have agreed to Elise's fake wedding in the first place. And then, in front of everyone, you picked Elise up again. Of course people are

back on the couch, staring at the ceiling,

Fine.

at The Ace's Den and apologized,

her sharp "We're done" message, he typed

flashed: "Message failed to send. You

She blocked him?

She actually dared?

out a short, incredulous

look at you, Isadora.

clenched, veins standing out at his temple as he slammed his phone on the table and downed another shot of

birth-good looks, money, women on his arm everywhere he went. To him, Magnus was a legend, an older brother he

far as Scales was concerned, Isadora was just another girl hopelessly devoted to Magnus-not

and said, "Magnus, if you ask me, a woman