Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 62

Chapter 63

Since adding Victor's contact info the other day, Isadora had barely glanced at it.

Now, on a whim, she opened his social feed, scrolling all the way down like a clueless guy trying to figure out social media.

His profile was refreshingly simple.

Almost every post was a link to something about The Fitzgerald Group.

No selfies-but here and there, a few adorable photos of Pudding.

She backed out of Victor's page and started typing:

*Thank you for today. Are you free tonight? Dinner's on me.*

Staring at the words "Dinner's on me," Isadora suddenly felt awkward.

She deleted a few words, hesitated, then added:

*Dinner for you and Pudding, my treat.*

Her phone chimed almost instantly.

Victor replied right away:

*Someone's in a good mood today.*

played

*I owe it to the prince himself The Global Project got funded, and I got

aware of everything that had gone down at The Vaughan Group

she'd come to rely on him, step by

much luck, and you think dinner is enough of a

Victor's help, she'd secured thirty percent of the shares today-dinner did

about two dinners,

are at your place,

the words "at your place,"

talking about dinner? Or was

a long drink of ice water, hoping

tiny-hardly fit for someone of your

Victor replied almost immediately:

As long as it's private enough for us

to Isadora's

mean what she thought it meant... in

god. This man

office was empty. Otherwise, anyone passing

Isadora: *!!!*

phone and couldn't help but smile, his eyes crinkling with amusement. He could just picture her on the other end, face flushed, that sunny, striking beauty of hers tinged

out the window, the city lights glinting in his dark eyes, and the corners of his lips curled

are you imagining? I meant we could have dinner in

both

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