Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 226

Victor gazed at the woman nestled in his arms, her delicate charm so irresistible that, for once, he felt like teasing her. His voice, softer and lazier than usual, held a hint of a smile as he murmured, "I'm sorry, my little princess."

Isadora seized the moment, her slender finger poking his chest as she put on an exaggeratedly wounded pout. "You're always so mean to me..."

Victor's dark eyes softened, her reflection shimmering in their depths. The corners of his mouth quirked up. "Alright, I admit it. I was wrong."

"And?" She pressed.

"And..." Victor started, but before he could finish, Isadora let her thoughts drift, resting her head on his chest. Within moments, she had dozed off.

Victor chuckled quietly, brushing a strand of hair from her face. He pressed his chin gently to the top of her head, his voice low and certain. "And, Isadora, I love you."

*

The next morning, sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting soft stripes across the room.

Suddenly, the shrill ring of a cellphone alarm shattered the peaceful hush.

Hungover, Isadora felt drained and foggy, her mind still swimming somewhere between dreams and waking. Too tired to care, she reached blindly for her phone on the nightstand.

Before she could grab it, a strong arm reached across her and silenced the alarm.

what was happening. Slowly, she opened her bleary

were closed, his long lashes casting shadows on his cheeks, his sleeping face as

woke her right up. She bolted upright in bed,

did this happen?"

over and buried his face in the pillow, ignoring

and loose pajama pants only added

nudged his arm. "Hey, what are

groaned, clearly annoyed. "This is my

pressed, "Did you... did you do anything to

smirk tugging at his lips. "Do you really think

bring it up, why don't you ask yourself? How's your 'drunk personality' these

chest, where faint red scratches traced his skin. "Care to

I

at him, voice small. "I didn't say anything

voice was tinged with amusement. "Maybe you should answer

been wasted. Whatever-better not

that, Isadora tossed back the covers, determined to make a quick

me I'm the most handsome man in the world, that meeting me was your lucky break. And you even promised to be good from now

froze in the doorway, her ears burning red

spun around to glare at him.