Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus) novel Chapter 183

Magnus had barely finished speaking.

A flicker of hurt flashed in Isadora’s eyes.

She wondered if she’d lost her mind—why else would she let herself hope, even for a second, that Magnus might choose her this time?

But Elise’s eyes lit up with triumph. The corners of her lips curled into a sly, satisfied smile as she shot Isadora a sideways glance. That look said everything: “Isadora, you’ll always be the loser here.”

The kidnappers dragged Elise forward. One of them quickly stooped to scoop up the bag of cash, then shoved her ahead.

The moment they loosened their grip, Elise darted straight into Magnus’s arms, wrapped her arms tightly around his waist, and buried her head in his chest. “Magnus, thank you—I knew you’d never abandon me,” she whispered.

Magnus stood stiffly, arms hanging rigid at his sides, radiating a barely contained fury. He didn’t return Elise’s embrace; his fists clenched so tight his knuckles whitened.

In that instant, he thought he saw a fleeting mix of scorn and disappointment in Isadora’s gaze.

Magnus’s heart had never hurt like this. It felt as if a blade had been driven straight through it, leaving him raw and trembling, his whole body wracked with pain.

He realized, with a sense of finality, that he was losing her all over again.

Meanwhile, the two kidnappers exchanged a quick glance, then dragged Isadora back toward the narrow, winding path that snaked through the hills.

The mountain stretched for miles, blanketed with dense woods, and dusk was settling fast. The kidnappers knew the area well. If they managed to slip away now, it would be almost impossible for anyone to find them.

One of them hefted the heavy black duffel bag stuffed with cash, grinning at the sight of thick bundles of bills. Jackpot. Magnus must be out of his mind—handing over five million and only getting one hostage back.

Isadora stumbled as they pulled her along, her hands twisting against the ropes, mind racing for any way out.

Magnus watched the kidnappers disappear into the shadows with Isadora, then turned to Gideon. “Take care of Elise!” he ordered, thrusting her into Gideon’s arms before sprinting after them without another word.

“Magnus, wait—Magnus…!” Elise called after him.

Gideon just let out a cold, dismissive laugh. “Let him go. If all he finds is a corpse, wouldn’t that be something?”

He knew full well what the kidnappers had promised: after they got their money, they’d make sure Isadora was gone for good.