Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 404

Victor leaned in, his lips brushing Isadora's ear. He caught her earlobe gently between his teeth, his voice low and impossibly seductive. "Be good. Let me hear you call me 'darling.""

His warm breath danced against her skin, sending a shiver straight through her. Just thinking about the way his lips had moved over her last night made her pulse race all over again.

If she stayed in his arms a second longer, Isadora was sure she'd completely lose her composure. She scrambled upright, disentangling herself in a hurry.

"I-I have to get to work! I'm going to be late!"

*

The Vaughan Group.

Once Isadora arrived at the office, her assistant, Inman, knocked and entered with his usual professional efficiency to go over her schedule.

"President Vaughan, your interview with Pulse News is set for three o'clock this afternoon. It'll be a one-on-one, but there'll be a live audience as well. Most of the questions will focus on the rumors sparked by your last press conference."

Inman hesitated before continuing. "Pulse News has a massive national following, but they're also notorious for digging into personal lives and stirring up drama for ratings. I just want you to be prepared-they'll probably ask some very personal questions..."

Isadora's phone chimed on the desk. She half-listened to Inman as she glanced at her messages.

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screen,

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herself.

could do was hope today's interview didn't spiral into

Three o'clock arrived.

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a handful of camera operators hovered at the edges, adjusting their angles. Nearly five hundred people filled the tiered seating, all eyes

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dazzling lights, Nicol, the anchor, took the

about President Vaughan's personal life has skyrocketed.

welcome the CEO of The Vaughan Group,

erupted in applause as Isadora appeared. She wore a classic Chanel suit, its tailored lines accentuating her slim waist, the skirt moving gracefully with each step. She crossed the stage with poise and sat