Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 163

After Victor finished speaking, he leaned in, pressing Isadora down beneath him. His lips found the delicate curve of her neck, grazing and teasing her skin with slow, lingering kisses.

Isadora's hands clenched tightly, her breath growing heavier by the second.

Victor's mouth traced a path upward from her throat, finally pausing at the soft lobe of her ear.

A feverish heat swept through Isadora, setting every nerve ending ablaze; shivers raced through her veins, straight to her heart. Her limbs felt weak, but she bit down on her lip, determined not to make a sound.

Victor eventually pulled back, bracing himself on one arm at the edge of the bed. His gaze was cool and piercing, as if he could see straight through her.

His voice was low and husky, tinged with an unreadable edge. "With that look on your face, I almost feel like I'm forcing you."

For a long, charged moment, Victor's desire slowly faded from his eyes. He straightened, rising from the bed in one fluid motion.

He stood over her, bare-chested, with his dress pants hanging loosely from his hips. From above, his expression was impossible to read.

As his strong presence withdrew, Isadora's heart gradually steadied. She looked up, only to be caught off guard by Victor's dangerously cold stare.

Isadora sat up as well, her voice barely above a whisper. "I think we could both use some personal space, now and then."

Victor stared at her in silence, his eyes dark, like leaves swirling after a winter storm.

Suddenly, the room felt stifling, the stark white light glaring and oppressive.

Victor's lips twisted into a cold, humorless smile. "Fine."

shirt, took a long stride toward the door, and left without

heard the

around her

*

Victor didn't call or text

art-sketching out one interior design after

rang in the living

She answered.

the brand this year. I saw your name on the guest list. Are you

online, the truth had come out everyone finally realized Halley had been

instant. Nanette, once painted as the villain, was

producers who had dropped her now scrambled to win her back, eager to

assistant, Janet, had

the invite, but

not? Are you okay, Isa? Something's off with you lately.

you're

that recording, and

go-just to see how gorgeous you look

up, Isadora slipped into a simple

getting dressed, the

if Nanette had sent someone to pick

opened the door, it was

shadows under her eyes, but when she saw Isadora,