Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus) novel Chapter 426

Isadora finally realized Victor had misunderstood her.

She could have fainted from exasperation.

"It's Nanette and Finley who are together. I'm just worried Nanette might get hurt—what are you even talking about?" she protested.

"Oh."

Mr. Fitzgerald's response was casual, his expression untroubled. He clearly felt no guilt for speaking so bluntly about Finley.

"Well, that's not so bad then."

Isadora looked at him, puzzled. "What do you mean, ‘not so bad'? Care to explain?"

Even if it was for someone else's sake, Victor didn't like hearing Isadora talk about other men.

He was fiercely possessive when it came to her.

Suddenly, Victor reached out and cupped the back of her head, his lips claiming hers in a kiss that swallowed whatever words she had left.

The faint taste of coffee and the warmth of him filled Isadora's senses.

They were pressed so close together that the air between them seemed charged with electricity.

Isadora didn't resist. Instead, she wrapped her arms around his neck, boldly meeting his kiss and letting her tenderness bloom.

Victor was caught off guard by her sudden initiative, his eyes narrowing in surprise.

When Isadora felt him pause, she opened her eyes, only to be met with Victor's intense, dangerous gaze.

Realizing he'd just seen her completely lost in the moment, Isadora's cheeks burned with embarrassment.

She huffed, "Didn't you say you're supposed to close your eyes when you kiss? Why weren't you?"

Victor's gaze darkened. He reached up, brushing his thumb over her kiss-swollen lips, the corners of his eyes crinkling in a fond smile. His voice was low and indulgent. "Alright, I'll close them next time."

Isadora rolled her eyes.

She turned away. "No more kissing!"

Isadora looked up. "Hmm?"

"As my soon-to-be Mrs. Fitzgerald."

The Fitzgerald Group's engagement announcement had already gone public, after all.

But she and Victor had never attended an event together as a couple.

Legacy National Bank was the largest private bank in the country. An invitation to the CEO's birthday party meant being in the same room as the top players in the world of finance—the guest list would be nothing short of dazzling.

Even Richard Vaughan's global project had secured a loan from Legacy National Bank.

Victor seemed to sense her hesitation.

But Isadora simply nodded.

Victor's eyes shone like polished obsidian. He lifted her chin, teasing, "So well-behaved all of a sudden. Did you do something naughty?"

Isadora met his gaze, her voice soft and uncertain. "And if I did—would you forgive me?"