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!"

you wanted to plow right through

long to process.

they finally pulled

her legs felt like jelly. She shot a glare at the Lamborghini, as if it was the car's fault for being so wild

"Idiot," she muttered.

reached over and ruffled her hair, grinning. "You just

straightened her hair, rolling her eyes. "Thanks, but I'll

Inside the house.

shooed Victor

car, but now, with the bedroom lights on, she saw how flushed

he'd managed to keep it together this

started to stand up, but Victor caught

and husky.

help scolding him. "Do you have any idea how high your

a hundred and two, it's a

curled into a faint, feverish smile. "You're worried about

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

pull away. "Worried,

free, she stood up

the rack, soaked it in

the bedroom, Victor

his eyes, brow

Gone was

now, he looked almost fragile. The sight