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.

her, pressed into the far corner as if she

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

eyes shining and clear, catching the light like a pool of water in

gaze drifted down to her

silver heels, the slender ankle straps tied in neat bows, her toes painted a soft blush pink-her feet were strikingly

tracing his thumb along her elegant fingers.

"Hmm. Cute. Very pink."

in the air, heavy with suggestion. His gaze, hot and unhurried, traveled inch by inch over her feet. Isadora shivered at the almost electric sensation, curling her

the 66th floor, Isadora yanked her hand free and hurried into the apartment. She kicked off

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

on the edge of the bed, her hands cupping her cheeks, trying to cool herself down. Her face felt like it was on fire, and she

with a FaceTime call.

Nanette's excited voice filled

at my place, okay? It'll be

down lately. Maybe a night

I'll bring

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