Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 203

Isadora blinked, her long lashes fluttering like butterfly wings.

"And what makes you think I'm upset?"

Victor stood up slowly, his imposing frame casting an invisible weight over the

room.

He fixed her with those dark, fathomless eyes-depths as endless as a midnight sky.

He tapped a finger lightly against his chest. "Right here. I can see it clear as day." "So, tell me—who dared upset my little piglet? I'll have a word with them." Isadora dropped her gaze, avoiding the heat in his stare. She stayed silent.

Victor reached out and pinched her cheek, her skin pale as porcelain and impossibly soft, smooth as silk beneath his fingers.

"Victor!" Isadora's thoughts tangled, and she pushed his hand away. "Stop grabbing at me."

He arched a brow, a playful smile teasing his lips. "Oh? It was fine yesterday, but not today? My, aren't you fickle, princess?"

lips pursed. "Just don't touch

generous. I won't touch you here,

up to hers until their eyes

waiting for permission, he pressed her delicate

his childhood sweetheart, too? The thought flashed

tried to pull away,

me," she said,

"Nope."

Her patience snapped.

me fickle, but Mr. Fitzgerald-you're the

stop. Now tell

"Nothing. It's none

was low and languid, tinged with a hint of mischief.

she could see every detail the thick lashes, the blade-like shape of his eyes,

even want to cheer

score in secret. Then stop answering my calls, disappear for days, protest in

mocking grin. It was impossible to tell if he was truly frustrated