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."

lips curling in amusement. "Thank me? What,

lips. She murmured, barely audible, "Not

couldn't quite describe what

but her heart

the winding roads was still in her veins, keeping

heart, she quickly turned away and looked down at the glittering city lights

below, the city stretching out like a sprawling, crystal palace beneath her

"This place

which was flushed from the alcohol. His tone was teasing, "Mind if you what? Want to bark like a puppy?" Isadora's ears turned

people come to the

was lazy, casual. "Nope. So far, I've never needed to let anything

before they

studying his calm, unruffled demeanor,

never had to endure

he? He'd always had everything-privilege, status, charm. What could possibly trouble someone like

down, his gaze meeting hers in the

the summer sky was scattered with stars, bright

"If you want to scream,

were clear as glass, wide and earnest, like

as if he were the one who'd wronged

cupped her hands around her

"Ahhhhhh!"

"Magnus, go to hell!"

brow furrowed