Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 370

Isadora forced an awkward smile. "I... just wanted to take a walk."

"A walk?" Eleanor echoed, skeptical.

"Yes, the doctor said I should walk more. It's good for the baby's health."

Eleanor tugged her coat tighter around herself. "Well, walking is fine when it's warmer. If you catch a cold in this weather, it's just not worth the risk." She started to shepherd Isadora back toward her room.

But Isadora spun around, a hint of urgency in her eyes. "Mom, I..."

"What is it?" Eleanor's voice softened.

Isadora closed her eyes for a moment, then took a deep breath and blurted out, "I need to go out for a bit. You should get some sleep-don't wait up for me."

Before Eleanor could respond, Isadora slipped past her and dashed out.

"Oh, this girl-what's gotten into her?" Eleanor muttered, hurrying to the window. She pulled back the curtain just in time to see Isadora rushing toward the front drive, heading straight for the Lamborghini parked outside.

And standing beside it was that man.

Eleanor shook her head ruefully. Daughters really do grow up too fast.

She could only hope this Victor would take good care of Isadora-and that his wretched old mother wouldn't make her daughter's life miserable.

*

car, letting the cold night air bite

the car, looking languid and strangely flushed, his long lashes lowered, eyes closed. The breeze ruffled his short hair, accentuating the sharp lines of his impossibly handsome face-a face that seemed both striking and harmless in the

darkness crept under Isadora's skin. Pines rustled softly in the

silent, her gaze complicated-torn between worry,

a long moment, she sighed and stepped forward, each footfall echoing

and

opened his eyes,

soft

blue coat that fell to her thighs, the kind of outfit

seem

quiet beauty. fo

flicker of surprise and delight crossed Victor's face; a slow, crooked smile

and pulled her onto his lap, settling her

actually came?" His voice was low,

his flawless face, so close to hers. "I came to collect your dead

in the crook of her neck and breathing her in. "I'm all yours, so do with me

frowned, frustrated by

husky and tender,

blinked. "We just saw each

was six hours ago. Night and day. Why don't you just move back to Summit