Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 166

Victor didn't even bother to look up. "Sorry, I'm colorblind."

Mary frowned, piqued.

Was he just... completely uninterested?

She had a body that could make most men weak at the knees-she'd gotten used to the stares, the flirtatious grins, even the occasional nosebleed. But Victor? Not even a flicker of interest.

Did he have any idea how many men would kill for a chance to tear that dress off her?

Meanwhile, Magnus trailed closely behind Isadora, matching her every step.

Without warning, he reached out and spun her around, drawing her into his arms. In a smooth movement, he swept her straight onto the dance floor.

Isadora instantly tried to pull away, but tonight, the ballroom was packed with reporters-paparazzi just waiting to pounce on a headline. The last thing she wanted was to draw more attention.

She lowered her voice, her words edged with anger.

"What are you doing? Magnus, do you even realize what you're doing right now? This is harassment."

He looked contrite. "I just wanted to talk to you. Really talk."

striking couple gliding into the waltz, sparking a

relationship is ancient

she spoke, she caught a glimpse of Victor from the corner of her eye. He was watching them, his gaze icy and unreadable, like a winter storm about to break. Her heart clenched, unbidden. Even though she and Victor had no future

you. I don't

way to exasperation. "But I don't love you.

nothing

else. His voice grew tight. "You're in love

this personal didn't

stung with

know her, after

in her eyes; he'd seen it before, when

whatever happens between us, I don't want to see you get

thanks for the concern, Magnus. Always so thoughtful, even as

swept over the dancing couples. His expression darkened,

here to dance, aren't we?

about given up when she heard Victor's low, rumbling voice

was making a move after

gave him a