Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 155

Chapter 156

Isadora met Victor's gaze, searching the depths of his eyes.

His lashes were dark and thick, casting shadows over irises so deep they seemed almost black, catching flecks of light that shimmered with her delicate reflection.

"Kiss me, Isadora," Victor murmured.

Without a hint of hesitation, Isadora slipped her arms around his neck.

She leaned in close, pressing gentle kisses across his strong brows, down the elegant bridge of his nose—soft, lingering pecks, one after another.

Finally, her lips found his, leaving her mark there-tender, claiming.

Victor hadn't expected her to kiss him like this-not with such fervor, not with such abandon.

His eyes darkened, breath catching in his throat; in the quiet darkness of the rooftop, the sound was impossibly loud.

As Isadora started to pull back, Victor's hand caught her at the nape of her neck, drawing her in. His lips came down on hers, fierce and hungry.

The kiss deepened, turning wild and intoxicating as he tasted her sweetness, teasing and devouring in turns.

They traded soft breaths, each touch leaving Isadora dizzy, lost in his embrace. Fireworks still bloomed in the night sky, a riot of color above them.

In a shadowed corner of the rooftop, Magnus watched. His eyes burned scarlet, like a wolf's—fixed on the couple locked in their passionate kiss.

His hands clenched so tightly by his sides that the veins stood out starkly against his skin.

Tonight was Isadora's birthday party.

Magnus had driven, almost on autopilot, to the Vaughan family estate. But he hadn't gone inside.

He didn't want to ruin her happiness on her special day.

On the passenger seat beside him, nearly a dozen cell phones were scattered.

Isadora had blocked his number.

Every time he'd tried to reach out-every message, every call-she never replied.

So he bought more phones. Ten of them. Every time he missed her, he'd send a message from a different number.

Today was her birthday, and Magnus couldn't help himself; he sent her a simple, "Happy birthday."

had he pressed send than Elise

He didn't pick up.

need

around this time, he'd always

guilt and

the Vaughan

spotted Magnus sitting in his car, the

stepped out, grabbing a guest and demanding to know what had happened that

he learned the

rush inside,

blinding Lamborghini pulled out of the driveway, Isadora in the passenger

gas and trailed them all the way

melt into another man's arms, kissing him with all the love she used to give him-Magnus

shaking as if every

in her eyes-affection he'd once known so

it all,

had never known jealousy

he'd believed she still

now, the realization was absurdly

clenched his fists, fighting the urge

teeth, he took one heavy step toward

end, he turned

when she was breathless, her face flushed

her, eyes smoldering,

thundered

had no intention of letting things go any

loose hair behind her ear as

herself, Isadora asked, "Why are you so sure it

checked the security footage-just supported her, believed

desire. "Whether you did it or not doesn't matter. You're my girlfriend. No

dazzling night sky. Her voice was barely above a whisper. "Don't be so good

into this dream that I'll never

be so good

"Alright then, Miss Vaughan. Why don't you be good

he drew her hand toward him, guiding it somewhere

in surprise, yanking her hand away as

whole body flushed.

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