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.

time do

come pick you up,

something you didn't say this morning. Make it

be done and she'd barely started her day. Typical

over the screen, a small, helpless smile tugged

"President Vaughan?"

seeing her distracted by her phone but clearly amused by whatever she'd read. He wondered if she'd heard

quickly composed herself. "Carry on as

then nodded. All he could do was

Three o'clock arrived.

vel

of powerful spotlights lit the stage, and a handful of camera operators hovered at the

was

the dazzling lights, Nicol, the anchor, took the

Group's recent press conference, public curiosity about President Vaughan's personal life has

of The Vaughan Group, Isadora

She wore a classic Chanel suit, its tailored lines accentuating her slim waist, the skirt moving