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.

dark and intense, filled with a burning hunger that threatened

shreds of her composure. "Victor,

said, voice low, before claiming her mouth once more. One hand gripped

of smoke and pine, flooding her

lifting her injured leg, careful

last moment, Isadora's eyes flew open.

hers, gazing deep into her eyes, his

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

gravelly tone sent shivers through her. When he said her name like that, it was impossible to resist. Her hand, caught between them, slowly fell

on her blouse. One by one, they slipped free, revealing skin

I won't touch your leg," he

tangled together, their shadows flickering across the

were floating-adrift in swirling clouds, tossed like a small boat on stormy seas, clinging desperately to the only solid