Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 67

Victor gave a crooked smile. "Follow you? You think I have time for that?"

Isadora pressed her lips together. The accusation had just slipped out-she knew perfectly well Victor wasn't the type to waste his time tailing someone as insignificant as her.

She tried to recover. "Dinner will have to wait. I'm not in the mood tonight. You should head home, Mr. Fitzgerald."

He let out a short, cold laugh. "Oh, I see. No mood for me, but you find time for Magnus, don't you?"

She felt the sting of his words-Victor was nothing if not perceptive. The double standard was obvious, even if she tried to deny it.

Victor's gaze hardened. "Don't forget about the investment I wired over today. Is this your way of showing gratitude?"

Isadora's confidence wavered. She owed him, no matter how much she tried to deny it. It was hard to stand tall when you'd accepted someone's help.

"I..."

Before she could finish, she felt a sudden, unfamiliar heat at the corner of her mouth.

his coat pocket, his long fingers brushing softly at her lips, wiping away

caught

dangerous, cut through the silence. "Did he touch you?" Her heart

just in time. From Victor's perspective, though, it must have looked damning-she'd taken his money and promised to stay away

long legs closing the gap between them in an instant, and

intensity-more predatory than Magnus ever

what are you

voice gravelly and barely restrained. "I told you to stay

leaned in, one arm snaking around her waist, pulling her close. His mouth crashed down

shape with his tongue, savoring and exploring. The scent of pine and a faint trace of tobacco

soft, sometimes fierce-an irresistible mix of dominance and desire. Isadora struggled for breath, her hands pushing against his chest, but he caught her wrists in one strong hand, pinning

even closer. She tried to kick him

the intensity of his touch. She'd tasted Victor's kisses before, but never

pay for her duplicity. But the feel of her beneath his hands set

nightdress, fingers tracing the sensitive skin of her