Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 213

Isadora's blush started at her ears and swept across her entire face in an instant. Inwardly, she cursed Victor for being such a shameless bastard.

Even after all the intimate moments they'd shared, it was always him taking control, always him leading the way. She still felt like a novice, fumbling in the dark.

Victor sat on the sofa, his deep-set eyes fixed on her. He didn't bother to hide the raw desire in his gaze; it was as wild and restless as a snowstorm rattling dead leaves outside-silent, yet screaming.

Isadora squirmed under his stare, feeling as if she were standing before him utterly exposed.

Victor let out a low, disdainful chuckle. "What's wrong? Weren't you making demands just a moment ago? Now you're backing down?"

Her hand trembled, but she forced herself to sound strong. "I... I can do it.”

If only the air between them wasn't so cold. If only they hadn't fought that afternoon. Maybe then she wouldn't feel so humiliated.

Biting her lip, Isadora walked over to him and dropped to a half-kneel at his feet. After a moment, she took a deep breath, squeezed her eyes shut, and leaned forward to press her lips to his.

the faintest trace of smoke.

her closer, deepening the kiss. But this time,

growing like a vine. Isadora opened her eyes and pulled back, instinctively wanting to

Victor's voice was cold and mocking. "Is that really all the passion Miss

humiliation—she couldn't even tell if she was angrier at

you want,

slow and deliberate. "Take off

shirt, one trembling button at a time. As her

from her shoulders, revealing smooth skin that seemed

and rough, barely restrained. "Come here. Sit

so hard she thought it

he replied,

her hand, pulling her onto his lap, locking his arm

her every nerve. Victor's self-control finally snapped. He'd wanted to push her, to make her beg,