Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus) novel Chapter 305

Isadora’s heart skipped a beat, catching her off guard.

She fixed her gaze on Victor, lips quirking in a wry smile. “Mr. Fitzgerald, you must have forgotten what we are to each other if you’re still in the mood to joke around.”

Victor’s dark eyes locked onto her from a few paces away.

She stood quietly, eyes lowered, long lashes casting shadows that hid whatever emotion flickered beneath. Only the tight set of her lips betrayed her tension.

Victor flicked his cigarette to the ground. The tip of his expensive Italian shoes twisted over the embers, grinding them out with a sharp, red smear.

He strode toward Isadora, every step radiating entitlement and self-assurance, his gaze so intense it felt like drowning.

“Isadora, why don’t you come back to me?”

You don’t have to love me. Just stay by my side.

His voice was deep and hypnotic, the kind of smoky tone that could seduce anyone into believing anything—almost unreal in its effect.

Isadora’s lashes fluttered, and she parted her lips as if to answer.

Just then, the sound of a man talking to a waiter drifted over from down the hall.

“Excuse me, could you check the restroom to see if there’s a woman in a white suit inside?”

Isadora saw Terrell and snapped out of Victor’s spell.

“Victor, you may be a master at playing games, but this is one I’m not willing to play anymore.”

With that, she turned away.

Victor’s brow tightened. He reached out, his hand closing around her slender wrist, stopping her in her tracks.

“Who is he?”

Hearing the commotion, Terrell glanced over from the corridor.

Isadora shook off Victor’s grip. “It’s none of your business.”

She walked up to Terrell. “What are you doing here?”

Terrell grinned, teasing, “You were gone a while. I was worried something might’ve happened.”