Chapter 508

The Ferrari glided smoothly into the Laurel Heights neighborhood.

Isadora was no stranger to this place.

Capitolion had recently developed this area—a sprawling new community

featuring both elegant villas inspired by classic European architecture and modern high-rise apartments with sweeping views.

Everything here was designed for comfort and luxury: a private golf course, a helipad, and every imaginable amenity.

The location was unbeatable, right in the heart of the city, yet surrounded by dense woods—a tranquil oasis tucked away from the urban rush.

Residents here were, without exception, wealthy or well-connected.

The Ferrari finally came to a stop in front of a three-story white villa.

From the drive, the house looked inviting-lush blooms filled the garden, and the white façade stood out, encircled by flowers, exuding warmth and welcome. Isadora glanced around, curiosity flickering in her eyes. "Where are we?"

Victor smiled, the corners of his mouth quirking up. "Our new home."

took her hand and led her along the

wrapped with floor-to-ceiling windows. Sunlight poured in, illuminating the understated yet luxurious décor. A Steinway grand

took it all in, then

opened a door and stepped

wardrobe of pink-and-white stocked with baby

"How do you know it

eyebrow, sauntered down the hall, and opened the door to the next room, nodding for

in and found a nursery almost identical

be surprised at his attention to

little princess, she'll stay in the pink room. If it's a

feigning seriousness. "So what

eyes on her profile. His words were soft, tempting. "Well, give it three years. We'll need another

shot him a

at the blush creeping up her cheeks. He slipped his arms around her, pulling her close His eyes,

her slender fingers

and sweet. "You posted

a

question, but the teasing lilt in his voice sent a pleasant shiver

husky murmur that

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