Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 414

There was a new addition in the office—a golf putting green now sprawled along one side.

Isadora looked around and raised an eyebrow. "So, why'd you bring me to your office?"

Before she could say more, Victor slipped his arms around her, pulling her petite frame back against his chest. He rested his chin on her shoulder, his voice low and teasing. "From now on, you can come in here whenever you want."

She crossed her arms and gave a little huff. "I have better things to do than check up on you."

Victor chuckled softly and pinched her cheek. "You know, not just anyone gets that privilege."

"Maybe you should let someone else in, then?"

He just smiled, his tone lazy and magnetic. "Sorry, but there's no room left in here." He tapped his chest lightly, eyes glinting. "Someone's already taken up all the space."

Isadora couldn't help herself-her lips curled into a smile.

A warm glow lit up her face, like sunlight on a summer afternoon. She relaxed, leaning back into his broad chest, turning her head to look at him.

as ever-sharp jawline, high-bridged nose, every angle impossibly handsome. Sometimes she

come to this very office. It was when she'd arranged the transfer of the remaining four hundred million for The Vaughan Group, and Victor had laid out his condition: she'd have to

the beginning

on his arm with

more than a tickle, and instinctively tightened his hold, pulling her close, almost flush against

tell me the truth. When you asked me to be your girlfriend, had you been planning

lightly at her earlobe, his voice

silence, she spoke, barely above a whisper, "Victor, do

right time? Because she looked the way she did? Because she was carrying his

believe me?"

believe in Victor's care, in everything he'd done for her. But deep down, she was afraid-afraid that one day he'd wake up, realize it was

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happened, she

the strength

the pieces again.

the way