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.

belly grew rounder and she found herself sleeping

doctor, and wellness coach were

stopped by every few days to check

if Isadora had become a rare and protected

often came home to find her already asleep in bed. He'd tread softly, bend down to kiss

return

called up Nanette for a little

up in a boutique

already overflowing with

had been chosen

the joy of picking things out for her

to Nanette. "What do you think? Is this

thought the little

the onesie into

dress shirt, complete with a miniature gentleman's bowtie.

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

as she smiled. "We haven't checked. Victor says he'd love

realize how many times you've mentioned Victor since we started

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