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.

seen her fair share of handsome men in show business-models, actors, you name it—but there was something about Victor Fitzgerald's effortless elegance, that careless nobility in every gesture, that set him apart. None of those pretty boys

reached across the table, raising her glass of wine toward Victor and saying in her soft, sweet voice, "Mr. Fitzgerald, thank you again for helping

own to return the toast. Instead, his long fingers tapped lightly on the table, his tone casual, almost lazy. "Someone's

in the air, glass poised mid-toast, her

side with her

Rowena. That's just how

managed a stiff smile, finally setting her glass

was used to the fast pace and easy banter of showbiz, jumped in to lighten the mood. "So, what kind

up for an Oscar this year, would you help out

her lip.

looking out for you, that's

refuse. His warm, languid gaze drifted to Isadora, and

was impossible. And it was obvious