Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 234

Her forehead was slick with a fine sheen of sweat.

Isadora couldn't shake the sensation-the warmth and solid strength of a broad chest, the reassuring weight of a large hand. It all felt far too real.

So real, in fact, that for a moment she thought she was truly wrapped in a man's embrace.

She slowly opened her eyes, still caught somewhere between dreaming and waking, and saw the sharp line of a man's jaw.

Victor was wearing a bathrobe-loosely tied, the sash hanging carelessly at his waist. His toned abs were on full display, and a hint of dampness clung to his skin, as if he'd just stepped out of the shower. He radiated an easygoing, lazy energy.

On reflex, Isadora shoved him away and rolled to the very edge of the bed.

She frowned, her voice edged with wariness. "Why are you back all of a sudden?"

Victor couldn't help but smirk at her reaction. "What's wrong, were you hiding someone in here? That's quite a response."

Isadora felt drained, her body weak and listless from her period.

She tossed off the covers and made to get up. "I'll sleep in the guest room."

Victor reached out, his hand closing firmly around her slender arm. With a gentle but insistent tug, he pulled her right back.

was sprawled across his chest, her eyes

Victor's voice came down, lazy and low, with that

tone clipped.

Mr. Fitzgerald had in mind tonight, it

with mischief. "Did I

tucked right there against

his bare skin, his chin

hand was still on her abdomen, gently massaging in slow,

his touch did ease the cramps-at least, a

and aftershave radiating from him was overwhelming, enveloping her completely, leaving

his pet-pampered when he was in the

chest tighten,

to wriggle free again, her voice stubborn. "I just

holding her gaze for a

was icy. "I'm not feeling well. I'd

her whole demeanor radiating an unmistakable "keep your distance"

didn't reach his eyes. "So, I'm the problem? You can't

he got up, towering over her for a moment before