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."

admission

him that yourself. I'm afraid

"You don't mind? My intuition says

speak this bluntly? Isadora wondered,

mischievously. "Don't get me wrong,

bed? He doesn't exactly strike me as the cold, disinterested

woman thought Victor might be frigid. The directness was

Isadora replied coolly. "What

eyes lit up. "Oh my god, just

you won't

off, frustration simmering beneath her

up again clinking glasses, laughter, and endless rounds

back to world economics.

Someone called out, "Cheers!"

neither Victor nor Magnus raised their glasses. The tension between them

"Victor, I want

his wine, lazy and unconcerned. "Did you enjoy the show that

his teeth. "You knew I

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

"You're so underhanded and twisted, Isadora could never truly care for someone

Victor just smirked,