Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 220

Chapter 221

Isadora wasn't paying attention to where she was walking, and before she

realized it, her foot caught on something. She stumbled, arms flailing, completely losing her balance and pitching forward-straight toward the hard edge of a glass coffee table.

For a split second, her mind went utterly blank.

But just as she braced for impact, a strong hand shot out and caught her.

Victor's arm wrapped firmly around Isadora's slim waist and, with a quick pull, he caught her and settled her securely onto his lap.

The familiar scent of pine and cedar washed over her, grounding her as her racing heart finally began to slow.

It all happened so quickly that, by the time the people nearby turned to look, it appeared as if Isadora had thrown herself into Victor's arms without hesitation.

Isadora sat frozen for a moment, her thoughts spinning. Only after a long pause did she finally snap back to herself. Flustered, she scrambled off Victor's lap, refusing to meet his eyes.

Across the room, some women dressed to impress watched the scene unfold, their expressions tinged with thinly veiled derision.

So much for the innocent act, they thought. Looks like the little lamb is really a sly fox.

Isadora felt her cheeks burn with embarrassment. She hurried back to her seat, then quietly slipped away to the restroom.

Standing at the sink, she splashed cold water on her face, unsure whether her blush was from lingering fear or simple mortification, but either way, her skin was on fire.

and texted Wendy: "Let's get out

hitting send, Isadora stepped out of the bathroom-only to see

the wall, long legs stretched out, a cigarette dangling

the sound of footsteps, Victor's dark, lazy

her lips together and, as she passed

"Thanks for before."

smashed

was probably one of those jealous women who'd tried to trip

voice was low and

Isadora frowned in response.

subject, "Still after the Horizon Architects

lowered her eyes. "I'll

the fastest shortcut. But she also knew better than anyone he was the most dangerous

occurred to her. Looking back at him,

referring to the

slow drag on his cigarette, his tone

She blinked. "You did?"

voice dry, "I replied with

at him,

forced herself to stay patient. "Mr. Fitzgerald, you're not

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