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!"

after it, breathless and flustered. "Slow down,

living ball of fluff tear across the grass like a streak of lightning, Isadora instinctively

time that day, she was nearly bowled over by

backward, Victor caught her-and the dog-in one

teasing hint of

She called this

nearly a hundred pounds-perfectly average,

Fitzgerald, you clearly don't understand. This is what we call the ideal figure,"

lips. "I think you could stand to put on a little weight. It'd make you

nerve of this

and gently set Pudding down. The dog was certainly sturdy—at least eighty pounds by the look of it—and had an endearing habit of

up this kind of greeting, Isadora suspected

Pudding's freshly washed fur;

so good

understand the compliment,

enthusiasm that Isadora

display of affection and found himself

"Woof! Woof!" Pudding protested.

sideways glance. "Settle

Pudding. "Don't be so

his face. "Harsh? You two have

hours, and already it's like some epic love