Chapter 138

The private lounge was a kaleidoscope of flashing lights and pounding music, wild and dizzying. Half-empty bottles of expensive liquor littered every surface.

Nanette, only tipsy for now, spotted Magnus sprawled on one of the sofas. She gave a cold, sarcastic smile.

Leaning close to Isadora's ear, she muttered, "Don't worry, hon. I've got your back tonight."

Isadora sighed, thinking wryly, Who's protecting who here? Nanette's drinking habits were notorious, and not in a good way.

As Sammy ushered Isadora and the others inside, Scales-already halfway to planting a kiss on the cheek of the woman beside him-froze mid-motion.

"Well, if it isn't the famous Miss Vaughan," he drawled. "Didn't you and Magnus call it quits? What's this, trying to win him back at my birthday party?"

Magnus's eyes were dark, his face unreadable beneath the club's shifting lights. He just stared straight at the woman standing in the doorway.

Sammy shot Scales a warning glance, then smiled. “Isadora's my friend. I invited her."

of the Donovan family, his father's beloved late- life child-pampered beyond belief. He'd always had a rakish, devil-may-care air about him. And

was the first to sneer

when Magnus ignored her, she'd pester you for scraps of info about him. Now she regrets it, and here she is, up to her

the room. "Did you eat garbage for dinner? Every

mess. All those tabloid

I did, I'd never

talking back, and his

commanding. “Say another word, and you can

barely managing to

was at least better built, he thought, venting his

on, it's my

Fine. A party, then.

Elise's number, and sent her

drowned her irritation in another drink-these club cocktails were pricier than anything she'd ever ordered

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