Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 170

Isadora didn't have time to look away.

She'd walked right into his gaze, catching the full weight of it before she could prepare herself.

Her heart skipped a beat.

She quickly turned her head, like a student caught daydreaming in class, embarrassment coloring her cheeks.

How could this man be so perceptive, even with his eyes closed?

Isadora pressed her lips together, forcing herself to stare straight ahead.

Victor, meanwhile, noticed the delicate blush that spread across her pale cheeks, even the tips of her ears turning rosy.

He couldn't resist; his hand reached out, gently pinching her enticing earlobe.

A jolt ran through Isadora at his touch, leaving her ear tingling.

"Did you need something from me?" she asked, trying to sound casual.

Victor fixed her with a smoldering look, his voice dropping to that deliberately wicked tone he seemed to enjoy. "Come keep me company in bed."

Isadora's face flushed a deep crimson.

Unbelievable. The man was incorrigible!

She instinctively pressed her knees together, her voice shaking despite her best efforts. "Here? People are coming and going. I really don't think... it's appropriate."

grin. He hooked a finger under her chin, tilting her face up to meet his. "Didn't you

hand against his chest, trying to put some distance between them. "Don't...

Victor chuckled softly. "Scaredy-cat."

lay down, resting his head on Isadora's lap,

really all you ever think

confused-then realized she'd been

he'd said: he wanted her

was rich with amusement, clearly enjoying himself. He was throwing her own words back at her, teasing

piece

now tinged with fatigue. "If I can't satisfy you today, and you really can't wait, maybe you should take matters into your own

eyes flew wide. She enunciated each

turned away, refusing

only with the soft,

to shut out the chaos of the world, wrapping them

Isadora glanced down.

found herself studying Victor's strikingly handsome face-flawless

usual sharpness faded, leaving

noticed faint shadows beneath

been

out, wanting to brush her

her hand grazed the short hair at his temple, she jerked it back, startled by her own

the last two weeks, she'd spent her days

knew it in her heart: it was time to end

Victor so close and peaceful beside her, she thought... maybe she'd