Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 193

What was she so afraid of?

She was afraid of losing herself all over again—of giving her heart to something that was never really hers, only to end up shattered and scarred.

If she made the same mistake twice, Isadora knew she'd never escape the wreckage. So the only way to survive was to pull herself back before it was too late.

Victor's lips barely parted, teasing her shimmering, wine-red mouth with a deliciously provocative touch.

To him, Isadora was a constant challenge-a woman who tested his patience at every turn. She was hot and cold, close and distant, keeping him guessing in ways no one ever had. Victor had always been arrogant, proud, a man who orchestrated every outcome, every detail, always in control. But when he heard that Magnus had rescued her, he dreaded that she might melt again, that she'd slip away from him.

A sharp jolt of pleasure danced through her veins, electric and wild, sending Isadora's pulse racing.

She couldn't help the soft moan that escaped her lips-soft, seductive, the kind of sound that could drive a man mad.

gaze dark and intense, filled with a burning hunger that threatened

her composure. "Victor, can't we just..... talk for a

hand gripped her waist, the

smoke and

down, gently lifting her injured leg, careful not

the last moment, Isadora's eyes

his forehead to hers, gazing deep into her

rough, barely more than a growl. "I want you tonight, Isadora.

through her. When he said her name like that, it was impossible to resist. Her hand, caught between them,

made quick work of the buttons on her blouse. One by one, they slipped free, revealing skin as pale and smooth as ivory, glowing in the dim

won't

the tall

a small boat on stormy seas, clinging desperately to the only solid thing