Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 508

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."

led her along

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

took it all in,

opened a door and

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

know

the door to the next

stepped in and found a nursery almost identical to

help but be surprised at his attention to

and warm, laced with a lazy sort of charm. “If it's a little

"So what happens to

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

shot him a

around her, pulling her close His eyes, deep and

his shirt as her

was soft and

lips curled into a slow smile.

teasing lilt in his voice sent a pleasant shiver

voice dropped to a husky murmur that made her heart

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