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.

something about Victor

the table, raising her glass of wine toward Victor and saying in her soft, sweet voice, "Mr. Fitzgerald, thank

flicked indifferently past the wineglass. He didn't reach for his own to return the toast. Instead, his

the air,

the side with her elbow, shooting him

mind him, Rowena. That's just how he

finally

jumped in to lighten the mood. "So,

to star in an indie film up for

her

laughed. "What? Just looking out for you,

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

was impossible. And it was obvious he only

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