Chapter 272

"At least bring me something to eat before you shut the door on me!"

Isadora kicked her legs in the air in protest.

"Victor, put me down!"

Victor's gaze was dark and unreadable, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. "Say please."

Sometimes you just had to swallow your pride.

Isadora gave in quickly, pressing her hands together in a pleading gesture. "Please? Pretty please?"

Victor's eyes lowered in feigned thought. After a beat, he replied, deadpan, "Nope."

Isadora was speechless. Seriously?!

"Then why did you even ask me to beg?"

Victor's expression softened, amusement curling at the edge of his mouth. "Isadora, I just asked you to beg. I never promised I'd say yes."

She pouted. "You're such a jerk!"

smirked. "If I'm a jerk, what does that make you? The jerk's

last word—"wife"-caught Isadora

lines of his face softened by the golden lamplight, his jawline

as if it meant nothing

up and carried her

dipped beneath her weight, then

the movement, the thin straps slipping down

shrugged off his black shirt and let it fall to the

her body,

but let

of perfume drifted into her nose-something light, like

never

This wasn't hers.

haze in Isadora's mind cleared. Her body tensed. She pressed

"Let go of me."

to notice, thinking she was just being coy. His hand slid

thick with heat and

cold. "Victor, you hook up with some woman while you're gone, then come back and touch

landed like ice water, dousing

flickered in

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