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.

too," Victor murmured, his gaze dark and intense, filled with a burning hunger

to the last shreds of her composure. "Victor,

her mouth once more. One hand gripped her waist, the other cupped her chin, keeping her right where he

smoke and pine, flooding her

lifting her injured leg, careful not

last moment, Isadora's eyes flew

forehead to hers, gazing deep into her eyes, his own dark

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

said her name like that, it was impossible

the buttons on her blouse. One by

I won't

tangled together, their shadows flickering across the tall windows,

she were floating-adrift in swirling clouds, tossed like a small boat on stormy seas, clinging