Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 509

The music flowed from the grand piano—sometimes like a wild, crashing tide battering the rocky shore, other times as gentle as a mountain stream winding through quiet woods.

In that moment, Victor radiated an undeniable magnetism that sent a subtle tremor through Isadora's heart.

When the final note faded, Victor's dark gaze lingered on Isadora from across the room. A wicked curve played at his lips as he crooked a finger in her direction. "Come here."

She moved toward him, almost bewitched, her heartbeat thundering in her ears.

A moment later, Victor's long, deft fingers were tracing their own chaotic melody across her soft skin-a song meant for just the two of them.

Isadora had grown fond of their bedroom in the villa.

Victor had designed it with special touches just for her. The ceiling could transform into a transparent glass dome, revealing a vast expanse of stars overhead. Lying in bed, they could watch the night sky sparkle in comfort and peace.

On clear days, she'd step out onto the small European-style balcony, gazing out at the city's skyline. In the distance, the iconic Fitzgerald Group tower stood tall.

Finley once suggested gifting them a newborn Samoyed puppy as a wedding present.

But both Victor and Isadora declined.

Pudding was simply irreplaceable.

pregnancy progressed, her belly grew rounder and she found herself sleeping more and spending

nutritionist, housekeeper, doctor, and wellness coach were

by every few days

as if Isadora had become a rare and protected species-pampered and cared for by

He'd tread softly, bend down to kiss her forehead, tuck

Victor would return

finally had enough of being cooped up. She called up Nanette for a little outing-to get some fresh air and

ended up in a

was already overflowing with clothes for both boys and

outfits had been chosen by Isadora

wanted to experience the joy of picking things

tiny onesie, she turned to Nanette. "What do you think?

nothing about baby clothes, but she thought the little bunnies on the front

placed the onesie into her basket

a tiny dress shirt, complete with a miniature gentleman's bowtie. "How about

something for a boy. "So, do you think it's a boy

as she smiled. "We

many times you've mentioned