Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 361

Preston gasped for air, pain radiating from where Finley had just kicked him.

"It's a misunderstanding... a complete misunderstanding," he stammered.

Finley snorted. "A misunderstanding? Then what were you doing in a hotel room you had no business being in, huh?"

Without waiting for an answer, Finley drew back his foot and slammed it into Preston's stomach with every ounce of strength he had.

Preston's slightly pudgy belly caved in under the blow, and he rolled across the floor, writhing in agony. His face turned a sickly shade of blue, and sweat poured down his forehead in thick, glistening drops.

The women nearby shrank back in terror, their faces drained of color.

The door to the private lounge had been left open, and the commotion quickly drew a crowd. Guests gathered in the hallway, eager for a glimpse of the spectacle.

Doris, the beloved daughter of the owner of The Gilded Lily-one of Capitolion's most exclusive clubs-heard the uproar and hurried over, anxiety etched on her face. This was a place frequented by the city's elite: old-money magnates, corporate powerhouses, and people who valued discretion above all. If the fight escalated, it could tarnish the club's reputation. And then what would become of their business?

the chaos unfold with icy detachment. Maybe, she thought, he'd remember their past acquaintance and show her a

her most gracious smile, and approached him with practiced poise. "Victor, there must be some misunderstanding here. Why don't

the woman who'd poured Victor a drink the last time she

his voice devoid of warmth. "Who said you could

flushed with embarrassment, her composure slipping. In this place, every man usually hung on her every word. She shot Isadora a venomous look, as

his hand and

cold as steel. "Lesson

Finley nodded. "Yeah."

spoke in a

the sight of Victor looming over him. His face was

he blurted out, "She... she's your ex. She said even if something happened,

of the ex-girlfriend, Magnus shot a sharp

his foot down harder, the sharp toe of his Italian shoe digging