Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 436

Isadora melted into his embrace, feeling the strength in Victor's arms and

breathing in the unmistakable scent of him. She reached out, toying playfully with his charcoal-gray tie, her voice taking on a rare hint of girlishness. "Then you have to be good to me."

Victor gazed down at her, his eyes fixed unwaveringly on her face, their depths so dark and intense they could drown a person. His voice was gravelly and magnetic, low like velvet over stone. "Haven't I been good enough to you already?"

Leaning lazily against his chest, Isadora listened to the powerful rhythm of his heartbeat. She smiled, dimples blooming on her cheeks like wildflowers at the height of summer.

"You have to be really good. Always. I want your eyes and your heart only for me. You can't make me angry. You're not allowed to tease me, or "

Before she could finish, Victor gently tipped her chin up with his hand.

He bent down, capturing her lips in a kiss that silenced the rest of her demands.

Above them, the night sky was scattered with a thousand glittering stars, each one shining like a tiny diamond. The flowerbeds on the lawn swayed gently in the evening breeze, which played with the soft strands of Isadora's hair.

Bathed in moonlight, their figures blurred into a single, romantic silhouette, as if time itself had paused to frame this perfect moment.

Somewhere in the distance, someone couldn't resist pulling out their phone to capture the dreamy scene.

long moment, Victor finally pulled away, his eyes shining with emotion as deep as a midnight lake. Love seemed

shimmering with reflected starlight. That unexpected confession struck her like a bolt of

her eyes stinging with sudden warmth. Rising onto her toes, she threw her arms around him, burying her face in his

pressed a gentle kiss to the crown of her

her fierce attachment, his gaze softened further. "If

over his mouth. "Don't say that. I won't

her hand away, locking eyes with her, searching the depths of her clear gaze. "Don't

emotion. "Even if..... one day you stopped loving me, I still

and ruffled her hair, his voice a warm, deep caress. "Silly girl. Even if that day ever came, my heart would still beat for

broke across Isadora's face, happiness

first time, the words *the future looks bright*

every day ahead with this

...

then, the music inside the

over and noticed a small crowd had gathered by the French

a little from

sharp suits, both in their forties, approached with cocktails in