Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus) novel Chapter 203

Isadora blinked, her long lashes fluttering like butterfly wings.

“And what makes you think I’m upset?”

Victor stood up slowly, his imposing frame casting an invisible weight over the room.

He fixed her with those dark, fathomless eyes—depths as endless as a midnight sky.

He tapped a finger lightly against his chest. “Right here. I can see it clear as day.”

“So, tell me—who dared upset my little piglet? I’ll have a word with them.”

Isadora dropped her gaze, avoiding the heat in his stare. She stayed silent.

Victor reached out and pinched her cheek, her skin pale as porcelain and impossibly soft, smooth as silk beneath his fingers.

“Victor!” Isadora’s thoughts tangled, and she pushed his hand away. “Stop grabbing at me.”

He arched a brow, a playful smile teasing his lips. “Oh? It was fine yesterday, but not today? My, aren’t you fickle, princess?”

She huffed, lips pursed. “Just don’t touch me.”

“Alright, alright. I’ll be generous. I won’t touch you—here, you can touch me instead.”

He bent closer, bringing his striking, chiseled face right up to hers until their eyes met—his gaze unwavering, intense.

Then, without waiting for permission, he pressed her delicate hand against his cheek.

Isadora’s mind raced. Had this hand touched his childhood sweetheart, too? The thought flashed through her head, chilling her to the core like a bucket of cold water.

She tried to pull away, but his grip was unyielding.

“Let go of me,” she said, frowning.

“Nope.”