Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 168

A haze of smoke blurred the woman's features.

Yet her sultry gaze could draw anyone in with a single glance-she was almost otherworldly, like a modern-day siren.

Isadora recognized her instantly: she was the woman who'd just been dancing with Victor.

Without a word, Isadora kept walking, letting the silence linger between them as she tried to pass.

Suddenly, a delicate hand reached out and blocked her path.

"Miss Vaughan, isn't it? I'm the heiress of Mary M Boutique," the woman purred. Her voice was as enticing as her eyes, made husky by too many cigarettes.

Isadora paused, turning to meet her. "Can I help you?"

"What exactly is your relationship with Fitzgerald?”

Isadora frowned. "I don't see how that's any of your business."

Mary exhaled a slow stream of smoke, the already cramped corridor thickening with the scent.

Isadora took a cautious step back.

"I've set my sights on him," Mary declared. "Whatever you two have going on, I want him. I want to sleep with him."

brazen admission unsettled

you should tell him that yourself. I'm afraid I

My intuition says you two have already slept

speak this bluntly? Isadora

"Don't get me wrong,

is he in bed? He doesn't exactly strike me

why this woman thought Victor might

times in one night," Isadora replied coolly.

"Oh my god, just

bad you won't get

that, Isadora stalked off, frustration simmering beneath her

party gradually picked up again clinking glasses, laughter, and

well-heeled guests drifted back to world economics. Victor

Someone called out, "Cheers!"

raised their glasses. The tension between them was

in a low, ice-cold voice. "Victor, I want you to

and unconcerned. "Did you enjoy

teeth. "You knew I was

movie for you, and you don't even have

Magnus let out a bitter laugh. "You're so underhanded and twisted, Isadora could

smirked,