Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 247

Isadora couldn't help but reach out and press the button, lowering the car window. She needed to let some of the damp, stuffy air escape.

Clearing her throat, she changed the subject.

"Victor, you promised once I finish paying off the interest, you'll help me find out what's going on with Abbott."

Victor raised an eyebrow, unable to hide his amusement. After a pause, he twirled a lock of her hair around his finger and gave a lazy smile.

"You really are ungrateful, aren't you?"

If she ever showed him even a fraction of the kindness she gave to others, Victor figured he should count himself lucky.

They finally pulled up outside Summit Crest Estates.

Lately, they'd been coming home together every night.

In the elevator, Isadora felt awkward, still self-conscious about what had just happened in the car. Even though she'd wiped her hands, she couldn't shake the feeling that she was still sticky, that she somehow carried his scent all over her body.

She kept her head down, eyes fixed on the pointed toes of her silver stilettos.

pressed into the far corner as if she could disappear entirely. His tone was

a pile of gold down there? Stare any harder and you'll burn a hole

like a pool of water in

drifted down

neat bows, her toes painted

tracing his thumb along her elegant fingers.

"Hmm. Cute. Very pink."

His gaze, hot and unhurried, traveled inch by inch over her feet. Isadora shivered at the

soon as the elevator doors opened on the 66th floor, Isadora yanked her hand free and hurried into

at a leisurely pace, watching the hem of her dress swirl as she walked. His lips curled in

to cool herself down. Her face felt like it was on fire, and she could

lit up with a FaceTime

and Nanette's excited voice filled the

I'm coming back tomorrow! Sleepover at my place, okay?

of Rowena, who'd been feeling down lately. Maybe a night out would cheer her

I'll bring Rowena

second-this doesn't look like your place. Isadora, where