Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 396

Chapter 397

The night was deep and still.

Moonlight spilled through the balcony like a gauzy veil, casting a gentle, silvery haze over the bedroom. Everything felt warm and peaceful, wrapped in the hush of midnight.

Isadora lay in bed, arms draped around the man beside her, instinctively seeking the comfort of his familiar, pine-scented warmth.

It had been a long, exhausting day.

She was so tired.

She'd thought she wouldn't be able to sleep in the Fitzgerald family's grand estate.

But now, drowsiness weighed heavily on her.

"Victor..." she murmured, half-asleep.

Victor's dark eyes lingered on her, deep and intent. He stroked her soft curls with

a gentle hand, his voice low and tender. "What is it?"

Maybe she was already dreaming. With her eyes closed, Isadora whispered, "Good... night."

Moments later, the room fell silent, save for the steady, peaceful rhythm of her breathing.

She slept quietly, curled up like a kitten.

a long while, then bent and

"Goodnight, my Isadora."

he slipped carefully out from under

rose and left the

the softness in his gaze

a fortress-grand and imposing, with its main house flanked by four smaller wings, all in timeless,

headed toward the rear wing, his posture composed and commanding, dressed in black from head to

through a long corridor, crossed the back garden, and paused at the door

door

in a carved wooden chair, looking

slate-grey suit she'd chosen that afternoon, but her face was ashen, her expression

Resting on her

one hand in his pocket, his eyes cold and unreadable. "Why did you

hoarse. "That

icy. "Would Pattie have dared act without your

Dorian Fitzgerald had deferred to her. No one had ever challenged her

hands -would defy her, again

her expression

I gave the order?" she snapped. "Victor, do you want your grandmother

a long pause, his voice cut through the room like

This is the last time I'll say

The sharp sound broke

hurled the photograph of Dorian

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