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.

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

Fitzgerald, thank you again for helping me get those documents on Abbott's illegal dealings.

eyelids lifting just a touch as his gaze flicked indifferently past the wineglass. He didn't reach for his own to return the toast. Instead, his long fingers tapped lightly on the table, his tone casual, almost lazy. "Someone's already thanked me.

in the air,

in the side with her

That's just how he

managed a stiff smile, finally

fast pace and easy banter of showbiz, jumped in to

up

her

laughed. "What? Just looking out for you,

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

impossible. And