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!"

"Oh, I figured you wanted to plow right

process. Then, with a gasp, she slammed

they finally pulled

climbed out of the car, her legs felt like jelly. She shot a glare at the

"Idiot," she muttered.

adorable. He reached over and ruffled her hair, grinning. "You just need more practice. Next

her

Inside the house.

shooed Victor

with the bedroom lights on, she saw how flushed he

managed to

to stand up, but Victor caught her hand before

voice rough and husky. "Where are you

"Do you have any idea

right now? If it's not a hundred and two,

faint, feverish smile. "You're worried

guided her hand to his cheek. The heat pulsed through her palm, seeping up her arm, making

pull

stood

a clean towel from the rack, soaked

in the bedroom, Victor

his eyes,

was

he looked almost fragile. The sight tugged at