Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 112

Isadora's expression darkened, the last traces of drowsiness vanishing from her mind.

She hugged her arms around herself, her voice cool and distant. "So this is how you reward women, Mr. Fitzgerald?"

Victor could feel the shift-moments ago, the woman in his arms had been soft and affectionate, but now her mood seemed to turn on a dime.

He never understood how women's minds worked.

He just wanted to give her something, that was all.

But despite her even tone, Isadora's words were edged with distance.

Victor lowered his gaze and fixed her with a penetrating look. "I've told you before -I've only ever slept with you."

Sleep together? Sure, they had. But everyone in the city knew Victor Fitzgerald had a string of women vying for his attention. Of course he was used to handing out gifts and favors as if it meant nothing. Why would she be any different?

Isadora replied, "There's nothing I want, but thank you for your... generosity, Mr. Fitzgerald."

With that, she shifted away from Victor's embrace, moving to the far side of the bed.

Victor's eyes grew cold.

of him figure out what he'd

in darkness, their quiet breathing the only sound, making

gently turned Isadora

against her pale cheek,

you so sensitive

to her core, stripping away the thin veil she used

Yes, she was sensitive.

first come to live with the Vaughans, she'd felt like an outsider,

she was being good, she'd say, "Isadora, you've done well lately. What would you

to accept whatever

one day, Pearl swaggered in wearing an amethyst necklace-the one Eleanor had

hundred dollars? You think that's a sign they love

ashamed, not sit around waiting for

tossing over her shoulder, "Oh, and in case you didn't notice, my

down the hallway, leaving Isadora standing there, cheeks burning with

still stung. She didn't need the Vaughans' charity

flashed in Isadora's eyes as

emotion