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.

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 could

Fitzgerald, thank you again for helping me get those documents on Abbott's illegal dealings. I wanted to use this dinner as another chance to show

an eyebrow, his eyelids lifting just a touch as his gaze flicked indifferently past the wineglass. He didn't reach for his own to return the

hung awkwardly in the air, glass

in the side with her elbow,

Rowena. That's just how

managed a stiff smile, finally setting her glass

banter of showbiz, jumped in to lighten the mood. "So, what kind of 'thank you' are

film up for an Oscar this year,

bit her

"What? Just looking

drifted to Isadora, and his voice was lazy as ever: "Ask

was impossible. And