Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 255

Isadora wasn't nearly as thick-skinned as he was. She turned her head and shot him a glare, though it didn't hold much weight.

But just as she did, her gaze collided with Victor's those deep-set, striking eyes of his.

His eyes were shaded and intense, the outer corners tilting upward in a way that could almost steal someone's breath away.

Isadora opened her mouth to say something, but the moment she met that midnight gaze, she felt her cheeks heat up, color spreading slowly across her skin.

Usually, it was just the two of them together.

Now, with her closest friend sitting right there, she felt a twinge of embarrassment —a girlish awkwardness-but more than that, a strange fluttering sensation she couldn't quite name.

Across the table, Nanette's impression of this so-called 'prince' was still stuck on their last encounter at the hospital, when he'd pulled up in his car and interfered, high-handed and domineering.

Now, here he was in person, and the reality of his presence was even more intense.

there was something about Victor Fitzgerald's effortless elegance, that careless nobility in every gesture, that set him

of wine toward Victor and saying in her soft, sweet voice, "Mr. Fitzgerald, thank you again for helping me get those

return the toast. Instead, his long fingers tapped lightly

the air, glass poised mid-toast,

with her elbow,

mind him, Rowena. That's just how he

a stiff smile, finally

the fast pace and easy banter of showbiz, jumped in to lighten the mood. "So, what kind of 'thank you' are we

then teased, "If I wanted to star in an indie film up for an Oscar this year, would you help out

bit her lip.

"What? Just looking out for you,

agree or refuse. His warm, languid gaze drifted to Isadora, and his voice was lazy as

nothing was impossible. And it was obvious he