Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 397

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.

then bent and pressed a gentle kiss to her

"Goodnight, my Isadora."

a moment, he slipped carefully out from under the

rose and left

stepped into the hallway, the softness in his gaze faded, replaced by a flash of

imposing, with its main house flanked by four smaller wings, all in timeless, classical

composed and commanding, dressed in black from head to toe.

a long corridor, crossed the back garden, and paused

door and stepped

sat slumped in a carved wooden chair, looking drawn

she'd chosen that afternoon, but her face was

didn't seem surprised to see Victor. Resting on her knees was a black-framed

eyes cold and unreadable. "Why did you do those

ragged, hoarse. "That was

icy. "Would Pattie have dared act

Fitzgerald family, commanding respect-even Dorian Fitzgerald

her own hands -would defy her, again and again, all for the

thought darkened her expression even

I gave the order?" she

his

finger on Isadora again. This

sharp sound

photograph of

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