Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 81

Magnus had always imagined Isadora would look stunning in a wedding dress.

But when he finally saw her, he realized that words fell utterly short.

Nothing could capture the shock that thundered through him.

She stood draped in delicate, gauzy layers, the immaculate gown enveloping her with an almost otherworldly radiance.

Underneath the bright lights, she seemed gilded in gold, every angle of her aglow.

It was the kind of beauty that felt unreal-like an angel had descended from some far-off heaven, pure and untouchable.

Magnus felt an awe so deep he was almost afraid to approach, fearful he might taint something sacred.

And then it struck him—this breathtaking woman was about to become his wife.

For once, the ice in his expression softened.

Isadora's own face was unreadable as she watched Magnus approach.

Lily, the bridal consultant, chimed in, "Miss Vaughan, this dress isn't usually worn with a shawl. Would you like me to take it off? That way you can really see the silhouette."

Isadora didn't move.

her silence as consent, Lily gently

pale neck was

along her collarbone were

it was obvious what they

was a grown woman. She knew these weren't

crept

two

Wainwright doesn't hold back,

gave an

Vaughan, you two clearly have a wonderful connection. Why don't you take a moment

but when he saw the marks on Isadora's snowy skin-

stared, transfixed and

He'd never touched her.

could she possibly have those

hell is on your

in a

hickey before?" she

darkened, the violence in his gaze barely restrained. He

on the verge of tearing