Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 68

Chapter 69

What did she say?

Isadora's face was a picture of confusion.

Victor's lips traced a slow, possessive path down to the tip of her nose, then finally pressed against her own, brushing her lips with his. He lingered there, savoring the taste of her, before deepening the kiss into something unmistakably French.

"Mmm-"

Things quickly got heated.

Isadora pleaded with him to stop, her voice half-laughter, half-protest.

It wasn't until her legs were so weak she could barely stand that Victor finally let

her go.

Later, standing in front of the bathroom mirror, Isadora stared at her pale skin, now marked with bruises and love bites that made her wince just to look at them. She silently cursed Victor. Was he part wolf or something?

The man had a thing for biting, apparently.

She rummaged through her closet for ages before finally settling on a shirt that would cover the worst of the marks.

joggers, bare-chested, water still dripping from his

Trouble incarnate.

awkward and just

anyway? Victor acted

blushed every time. That stubbornness he found it endearing. He smiled to himself and walked straight

of sandwiches and frozen

frowned. "This is what you eat at

the shelves piled with her bulk supermarket finds. Frozen meals were

well, but only ever made the effort for Magnus. For herself, she

could hear the disapproval in Victor's

Mr. Fitzgerald's mansion," she

or a private chef

weighing it skeptically in his hand. "No wonder you're all skin and bones. Living off

check,

it. Grumbling, he made his way into the kitchen and whipped up

doorway, taking in the tall, elegant figure in her tiny kitchen. He looked completely out of place,

two

Isadora had to hurry out for a morning inspection at the mall. She was

while she dashed

door opened, and a woman emerged in

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