Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 50

"What's your condition?"

Victor's lips curled up, his words slow and deliberate. "Break up with Magnus. Stay far away from him."

Isadora had ended things with Magnus ages ago, though nobody seemed willing to believe it.

Was this just another case of a man's damned possessiveness?

Victor and Magnus were the heirs to two of Capitolion's most powerful and bitterly opposed dynasties. Maybe Victor just couldn't stand the idea of a woman he'd been with still being tangled up with his greatest rival.

Isadora nodded, agreeing without hesitation. "Fine. I'll break up with him.”

Victor narrowed his eyes, clearly surprised by how quickly she'd acquiesced.

He studied her closely, searching her face for any hint of hidden emotion-but got nothing.

Suddenly, a sharp bark shattered the tension in the garden.

Startled, Isadora instinctively pushed Victor away, worried someone might see them-even though this was Stratus Manor, and everyone here was on Victor's side. Still, she couldn't shake her discomfort.

She smoothed her dress and ran a hand through her hair, trying to regain her composure.

A big, fluffy golden retriever-freshly bathed, its white fur practically glowing- came bounding across the lawn toward them.

"Woof! Woof! Woof!"

jogged after it, breathless and flustered. "Slow

of fluff tear across the grass like a

day, she was nearly bowled over by

time, instead of falling backward, Victor caught her-and the dog-in one

her a bit, and with a teasing hint of disdain, remarked, “Isadora, do you ever eat? You're

called

and nearly a hundred pounds-perfectly average,

understand. This is what we call the ideal

think you could stand to put on a little weight.

of this

The dog was certainly sturdy—at least eighty pounds by the look

Pudding kept up this kind of greeting, Isadora

washed fur; it was smooth and

so good

the compliment, responding

enthusiasm that

display of affection and found himself irrationally annoyed. He nudged Pudding

"Woof! Woof!" Pudding protested.

the dog a sideways

shielded Pudding. "Don't

a crooked smile on his face. "Harsh? You two have only

a few hours, and already it's like some epic love