Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 99

Chapter 100

Isadora was ushered into a lavish office by Kemp.

A secretary quickly brought in a glass of water, setting it down on the desk before quietly slipping out.

Kemp offered a polite smile. "Please have a seat, Miss Vaughan. Mr. Fitzgerald is in a meeting, but he'll be with you shortly."

With that, he left her alone in the room.

Isadora settled onto the couch, letting her gaze wander.

This office, she thought, was so unmistakably Victor.

Along one wall stood an entire row-hundreds, it seemed of limited-edition

model cars, each one gleaming under the soft light.

Isadora didn't doubt for a second that Victor owned every single one of these cars in real life.

Her mind drifted back to that day Victor had taken her racing, the world flying by in a blur of color and wind, his easy confidence as clear in her memory as if he were right beside her now.

A flicker of longing tugged inside her; she wanted to feel that rush again.

wandered over to the display and picked up

caught on a photograph propped up

a little girl

dog? She

a little thin, lying motionless on the floor.

puppy's head. She wore a blue and white dress, patched at the seams, and her cheek was smudged with

jarringly out of place in such

model car down, meaning to take a closer look at the

man lounged in the doorway, his posture relaxed but

and for

unreadable, those dark eyes giving nothing away except for the

elegance, and black tailored trousers that emphasized the long lines of his legs. On his wrist, a watch with a

a moment, Isadora felt the full force of his presence-almost overwhelming in

him and strode into the room, his footsteps resonating through

with something hard. "Miss Vaughan. To what do I owe

name-Miss Vaughan-with a crisp, cutting finality, each syllable falling like

what

this man could hold

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