Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 83

Isadora looked pale, her expression unsettled.

But it wasn't because Magnus had stormed out in a fury.

Her hand was still throbbing from how tightly he'd just gripped it.

God, Magnus and his temper. How had she never noticed this side of him before?

Most of the time, his anger didn't explode-it froze. He'd turn cold, his voice icy, and that was usually enough to keep anyone at arm's length.

But today was different. This was only the second time she'd seen him truly lose control.

The first was three years ago, right after she'd joined The Vaughan Group. She'd been sent to entertain clients at a business dinner. Back then, nobody knew she was the Vaughan family's heiress-they all assumed she was just another junior employee.

Isadora, with her striking beauty, had immediately caught the attention of one of the clients. In pursuit of a deal, the manager had all but shoved her into the private dining room, then snuck away, leaving her alone with the clients.

By the end of the night, one of the men had tried to put his hand on her leg.

let that slide. Bristling with anger, she threw her drink

luck would have it, the place was owned by one of Magnus's friends, and Magnus happened to be

him truly furious. He'd stormed over, grabbed a bottle, and

been touched-she'd thought he was protecting her. It

all too well. Seeing the marks

his first anymore-it had wounded his pride

exactly the reaction she'd wanted. Her little act

just hadn't expected him to retaliate

That infuriating man!

for her phone-only to spot it lying on the

her shock, hurried over to pick up the phone and hand it

the mess here." "Thank you," Isadora said, glancing down

dress,"

wasn't her fault,

changed out of the ruined gown and left the LA Wedding Boutique, hailing a cab to head

that big empty apartment tonight. Her phone was

work phone rang in