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.

hall. He wore a pair of casual gray joggers, bare-chested, water still dripping from his short hair as he ran a towel through it. He looked relaxed, completely at ease, as

Trouble incarnate.

awkward and just a

Victor acted

as if he hadn't seen her like this before. Still, she blushed every time. That stubbornness he

sandwiches and frozen dinners

frowned. "This is what you

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

well, but only ever

could hear the

isn't like Mr. Fitzgerald's mansion," she said. "I

private chef

skeptically in his hand. "No

need to check, she thought,

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

elegant figure in her tiny kitchen. He looked completely out of

two

breakfast, Isadora had to hurry out for a

waiting for her at the door while she dashed back

apartment next door opened, and a woman emerged in high heels -her neighbor,

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