Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 471

Tonight's charity gala was a spectacle-reporters everywhere, even the police showed up.

No surprise it caused such a stir; the whole thing was trending at the top of every news feed online.

Victor knowing about it didn't shock Isadora in the least.

She pressed her lips together, then decided to come clean. "When I came with Nanette that day, I asked her to help me find someone to tail Olivia and her friends. I bugged them and listened in on their conversation. Then I used the recording to expose Olivia's crimes-that's what tonight was about."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"At the time, I wasn't sure it was really Olivia. I was just suspicious, so... I kept quiet."

Victor let out a noncommittal hum.

Isadora glanced up, searching his face for any hint of emotion, but the moonlight streaming in from the window only made his expression harder to read. His lashes cast shadows, concealing whatever he was feeling.

"I made sure I wasn't in any danger when I did it," she added, almost ready to raise three fingers and swear it was the truth.

Victor snorted and tapped her forehead, not bothering to hide his annoyance.

Seeing his expression finally soften, Isadora felt herself relax too.

Emboldened, she shot back, "You were so scary just now, do you even realize?"

a brow.

up, feigning indignation. "What else would you

were really angry, you wouldn't

you actually wanted to keep me out? And to think I

flicked over to the bowl on the desk, and

sweets. Did you bring

He'd caught her red-handed.

about to admit defeat. "If I eat it, that means the baby gets it. If the baby gets it, shouldn't you be happy

smile, his tone a low, indulgent rumble. "All right, all right,

over, his clean, elegant fingers picking up the bowl. Scooping up a spoonful, he held it out and fed

opening her mouth and letting him spoon the sweet soup

with cinnamon and cream,

of coconut from the corner

dart out, Victor's gaze darkened, his voice dropping.

he wanted a taste. "Mm-hmm, do you want some? It's

"Sure."

moment, he leaned in and pressed his lips to hers, tasting the sweetness right

her as if she were the

he needed. fo

sweet," he murmured as he pulled away, his eyes glimmering with mischief, dark as polished

pale cheeks flushed a

of them, the bowl of