Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 371

Especially considering this Lamborghini had been customized-the speed was completely off the charts.

Isadora gripped the steering wheel tight, her gaze locked on the road ahead, not daring to blink.

In the passenger seat, Victor couldn't help but chuckle at her tense, battle-ready posture. His voice was low and teasing. "Honestly, you look more dangerous like this."

Isadora licked her lips, eyes never leaving the highway. "Don't talk. Just sit back and relax."

With that, she slammed her foot down on the gas.

The engine roared.

The Lamborghini shot forward like a crazed beast let off its leash.

They flew down the empty road, the world outside blurring past so fast that

Isadora could barely distinguish shapes from shadows.

Her palms were sweating, and she squeezed the wheel even tighter, swallowing hard.

A few minutes passed.

Victor's lazy drawl drifted over. "Go on, floor it."

Isadora bit back a curse. "Floor it?!"

She shot him a wide-eyed look. "You think we're not going fast enough? There's a red light up ahead!"

an eyelid, sounding completely unconcerned. "Oh, I figured you wanted

too long to process. Then, with a gasp, she slammed

they finally pulled up outside

shot a glare at

"Idiot," she muttered.

reached over and ruffled her hair, grinning. "You just need more practice. Next time, I'll show

her eyes. "Thanks, but I'll

Inside the house.

shooed Victor toward

with the bedroom lights on, she saw how flushed he was.

he'd managed to keep it

up, but Victor caught her hand before

and husky. "Where are

him. "Do you

not a

a faint, feverish smile.

guided her hand to his cheek. The heat pulsed through her palm,

pull away. "Worried, my

her hand free, she stood up and marched into

from the rack, soaked

the bedroom, Victor

eyes,

was

almost fragile. The sight tugged