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."

brazen admission unsettled

should tell him that yourself. I'm afraid I can't

"You don't mind? My intuition says you two have already slept

in Northmarch speak this bluntly? Isadora wondered, her

grinned mischievously. "Don't get me wrong, I'm

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

no idea why this woman thought Victor might be frigid. The directness

times in one night," Isadora

"Oh my god,

won't

stalked off, frustration simmering

the music faded, the party gradually picked up again

conversation among the well-heeled guests drifted back to world economics.

Someone called out, "Cheers!"

glasses. The

voice. "Victor, I

unconcerned. "Did you

gritted his teeth. "You knew I

for you, and you don't even have any comments?

underhanded and twisted,

just smirked,

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