Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 167

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."

admission unsettled

that yourself. I'm afraid I can't

My intuition says you

Northmarch speak this bluntly? Isadora wondered, her discomfort

"Don't get me wrong,

in bed? He doesn't exactly strike me as the

idea why this woman thought Victor might be frigid. The

night," Isadora replied coolly.

"Oh my

bad you won't get

stalked off, frustration simmering

picked up again clinking

the well-heeled guests drifted back to world economics. Victor and Magnus stood together

Someone called out, "Cheers!"

Magnus raised their glasses. The tension between them was

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

unconcerned. "Did you

teeth. "You knew I was

his tongue. "Free movie for you, and you don't even have any

bitter laugh. "You're so underhanded and

just smirked, his smile edged with

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