Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

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."

and led her along the gravel

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

it all in,

a door and stepped

in shades of pink, with a tiny wardrobe of pink-and-white stocked with baby clothes. Plush toys and whimsical decorations filled the space, making it both

do you know it

the door to the

almost identical to the

couldn't help but be surprised at his attention to

low and warm, laced with a lazy sort of charm. “If it's a little princess, she'll stay in the pink

seriousness. "So what happens to the

gaze smoldering as he fixed his eyes on her profile. His words were soft, tempting. "Well, give it three years. We'll need another nursery, don't

him a playful glare.

only grinned at the blush creeping up her cheeks. He slipped his arms around her, pulling

shirt as her

voice was soft and sweet. "You

into a slow smile.

lilt in his voice sent

murmur that made her