Chapter 144

"No."

Isadora had no intention of thinking about him.

"But I miss you. Isadora, you hear me?"

She caught the look in his eyes-dark and fathomless, like a midnight whirlpool. It felt as if she could tumble right into his gaze and disappear.

Her heart skipped a beat.

Then, with an easy, teasing smile, he added, "All I can think about tonight is you. What am I supposed to do about that?"

Of course she should've known better than to trust a word he said!

*

After hanging up, Victor's lips curled in a faint, amused smile.

His assistant, Kemp, knocked politely before stepping in and offering a stack of documents with the deference reserved for someone far above his pay grade.

Victor strode to his desk, uncapped a pen, and signed his name at the end of the contract. Without looking up, he passed the papers back and asked, "Has my flight home on Friday been booked?"

file, hesitated, then gave a

pulled Victor out of town, and

person would take on. Wrapping it all up

around the clock, somehow compressing a week's worth of

he was determined to be home before the

something important was

Victor's grandfather-Dorian Fitzgerald himself there was only so much you

moment's hesitation,

Harvard this week. Mr. Dorian

shrank under Victor's

gaze was unreadable as he looked up. "My

stood even straighter.

cold, dismissive snort. "Remind me, Kemp-are

"For you, Mr. Fitzgerald."

are you relaying

voice made Kemp feel as if someone had

Kemp replied, "Sir, I meant

seem awfully bold to me. What's next, are you planning to block my plane on the

swallowed hard. "...Of

passing along the old man's message. How had

lips together. "I understand, sir. I'll take care

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