Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus) novel Chapter 2

Victor Fitzgerald—the heir to the Fitzgerald Group—had arrived.

If Magnus Wainwright and his family’s conglomerate, Wainwright Holdings, ranked among the top three in Capitolion’s elite circles, then the Fitzgerald Group was undisputedly number one.-

What began as a banking dynasty had quickly expanded—real estate, technology, telecommunications, investment funds. The Fitzgerald family’s reach stretched across more than half the industries in Capitolion.

In private, everyone called Victor the Crown Prince of Capitolion.

Isadora had met him once before. The Vaughan family, her own, was currently bidding on a major project with the Fitzgerald Group, and she was one of the project leads.

But right now, Isadora had no time to worry about her dignity.

Clinging to the last shreds of consciousness, she reached out and grabbed the cuff of his tailored trousers.

“Vi… Victor, please… help me.”

Victor’s gaze darkened when he saw the woman collapsed at his feet.

Her blue-and-white dress was dirty and disheveled, revealing smooth, pale legs streaked with blood where her delicate feet had been cut. A feverish flush colored her cheeks, and Victor’s frown deepened.

Without another word, he bent down and scooped her into his arms.

All Isadora could sense was the cool, crisp scent of pine that seemed to envelop her—chilling, but somehow safe.

Victor settled her gently into the passenger seat, shutting the door behind her. He leaned against the car, lazily rolling up his sleeves and unclasping a watch worth more than most people’s homes.

As three burly men barrelled toward him, Victor shot them a glacial look.

“Were you the ones who drugged her?” His voice was quiet, almost casual, but it cut through the night like ice.

……

Ten minutes later.

Victor slid into the driver’s seat, stripped off his blood-spattered black dress shirt, and tossed it out the window.

His torso was all muscle and clean lines, tapering down to a narrow waist and disappearing into his dark slacks.