Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 28

Isadora downed her drink in one go, then grinned. "That was a rush.”

Victor lowered his gaze, giving her a searching, almost enigmatic look.

Whatever shadows had lingered in her eyes earlier seemed to have vanished. Now, there was only a spark of openness and laughter in her expression.

From his vantage point above her, Victor's deep eyes swept over the city sprawled below the hillside.

This was his secret retreat.

Whenever he was in a bad mood, he'd race up here, let the wind whip through his hair, and take in the endless city lights. It always left him feeling alive and clear- headed.

Tonight, seeing her struggle to keep her emotions in check, he'd brought her here on a whim.

He took a sip from the bottle of water she'd left untouched.

"Sometimes, you need a little adrenaline to really unwind."

At his words, Isadora glanced up at him. Victor stood tall beside her, his shadow falling over her in the night.

He was strikingly handsome, always carrying himself with an air of quiet self- restraint yet there was something wild and untamed about him, a kind of easy confidence she couldn't help but notice.

He wasn't bound by anything, not like her.

She wasn't sure why he'd brought her up here tonight, but the experience was worth it. She felt lighter than she had in a long time.

With genuine appreciation, Isadora said, "Thank you, Victor. For bringing me here. This is the first time I've ever let myself go like this."

in amusement. "Thank me? What, are you going

Isadora's lips. She

moment, she couldn't quite describe what

was quiet, shrouded in darkness, but

up the winding roads was still in her veins,

the frantic beat of her heart, she quickly turned away

eyes lingered on the dazzling expanse below, the city stretching out like a sprawling, crystal

back a sigh. "This place is

unreadable, rested on her face, which was flushed from the alcohol. His tone was teasing, "Mind if you what? Want to

those TV shows, people come to the top of

tried it?" Victor's voice was lazy, casual. "Nope. So far, I've never needed

his problems before they could get to

unruffled demeanor, unable

to endure ridicule

He'd always had everything-privilege,

gaze meeting hers in

them, the summer sky was scattered with stars,

"If you want to scream, just do it. Don't look at me

as glass, wide

as if he were the one

cupped her hands around her mouth and

"Ahhhhhh!"

"Magnus, go to hell!"

brow furrowed at