Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 177

Isadora's hand slipped, and her phone tumbled to the floor.

A woman's voice was still coming through the speaker, but Isadora ended the call on reflex.

Maybe it was just an accident.

She tried to reassure herself, but her fingers trembled on the steering wheel.

For a long moment, Isadora just sat there, folding her hands over the wheel and lowering her head against it, lost in silent, tangled thoughts.

From outside the car, the interior looked dim and shadowed. Her slender figure was hunched in the driver's seat, shoulders shaking ever so slightly with quiet despair.

***

Across the Atlantic, in Solstrand.

Victor emerged from the bathroom wearing gray lounge pants, a black sweater thrown on carelessly, and a towel draped around his neck. His hair was damp and a bit tousled.

He paused when he saw the tall woman in the living room, dressed in a crisp white shirt and jeans.

handsome brow furrowed, his expression

It was Nannie Hayes.

save Victor's mother during a kidnapping. In gratitude, Mrs. Fitzgerald had taken responsibility for Nannie, supporting her and providing

one event had changed the entire course

If you squinted, you could almost call them childhood friends, though

she obeyed, prosperity

Nannie abroad. Nearly ten

her to deliver

at the

features, a strong nose, and those hooded eyes that always held a hint of mischief. Nothing about him

one glance, and she felt her heart beat back

she couldn't let the old lady see through her feelings,

asked me to check on you. She was worried

the insulated container

the towel once more through his damp hair, tossed it into the laundry basket, and, without sparing her another look, asked, "Was that my phone ringing just

bring it to you, but the call ended before I

phone between his long fingers, his gaze turning cold. "Unless it's important, don't come

quietly, obedient as