NovelEnglishChapter 28 Isadora downed her drink in one go, then grinned. "That was a rush." Victor lowered his gaze, giving her a searching, almost enigmatic look.
Whatever shadows had lingered in her eyes earlier seemed to have vanished. Now, there was only a spark of openness and laughter in her expression.
From his vantage point above her, Victor's deep eyes swept over the city sprawled below the hillside.
This was his secret retreat.
Whenever he was in a bad mood, he'd race up here, let the wind whip through his hair, and take in the endless city lights. It always left him feeling alive and clear- headed.
Tonight, seeing her struggle to keep her emotions in check, he'd brought her here on a whim.
He took a sip from the bottle of water she'd left untouched.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Sometimes, you need a little adrenaline to really unwind." At his words, Isadora glanced up at him. Victor stood tall beside her, his shadow falling over her in the night.
He was strikingly handsome, always carrying himself with an air of quiet self-restraint yet there was something wild and untamed about him, a kind of easy confidence she couldn't help but notice.
He wasn't bound by anything, not like her.
She wasn't sure why he'd brought her up here tonight, but the experience was worth it. She felt lighter than she had in a long time.
With genuine appreciation, Isadora said, "Thank you, Victor. For bringinghere. This is the first tI've ever let myself go like this." He smirked, lips curling in amusement. "Thank me? What, are you going to buydinner?" A tiny smile touched Isadora's lips. She murmured, barely audible, "Not dinner." In that moment, she couldn't quite describe what she was feeling.
The mountaintop was quiet, shrouded in darkness, but her heart was pounding wildly in her chest.
Maybe the thrill of speeding up the winding roads was still in her veins, keeping her on edge.
Afraid Victor would hear the frantic beat of her heart, she quickly turned away and looked down at the glittering city lights again.
Her dark eyes lingered on the dazzling expanse below, the city stretching out like a sprawling, crystal palace beneath her feet.
She couldn't hold back a sigh. "This place is beautiful. Mind if I...?" Victor's eyes, deep and unreadable, rested on her face, which was flushed from the alcohol. His tone was teasing, "Mind if you what? Want to bark like a puppy?" Isadora's ears turned red. She pouted.
"No, I mean-you know how in those TV shows, people cto the top of a hill and just scream their hearts out?" "You've never tried it?" Victor's voice was lazy, casual. "Nope. So far, I've never needed to let anything out." He always solved his problems before they could get to him.
Isadora found herself studying his calm, unruffled demeanor, unable to hide her envy.
Speople never had to endure ridicule or humiliation.
But then again, why would he? He'd always had everything-privilege, status, charm. What could possibly trouble someone like him? Suddenly, Victor looked down, his gaze meeting hers in the cool night air.
Above them, the summer sky was scattered with stars, bright and endless.
Victor let out a soft chuckle. "If you want to scream, just do it. Don't look atlike I'm stopping you." Her eyes were clear as glass, wide and earnest, like a startled fawn.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAlmost as if he were the one who'd wronged her.
Fueled by the alcohol-and his permission-Isadora took a deep breath. She cupped her hands around her mouth and shouted out over the sleeping city.
"Ahhhhhh!" "Magnus, go to hell!" Victor's brow furrowed at that.
"Elise, Pearl-you two can go to hell too!" She finished, breathless and laughing, the tension washed from her face.
After a moment, when she didn't m shout again, Victor arched ano eyebrow "That's it? Nothing else you want to get off your chest?" Isadora shook her head. "Nope, that's all."
She couldn't quite tell, but after she'd finished, Victor's expression seemed alittle oft. He thought: She comes all the way up here withto vent, and she yells at those jerks instead of the guy who brought her to see the city lights? Victor's mouth curled in a chilly, silent smirk.
Isadora, thinking he might want to try it himself but was too reserved to say so, offered generously, "You should try it too. It really helps." Victor ruffled the back of her head with a casual, familiar gesture.
Isadora froze, startled.
Then Victor's rich, clear voice rang out across the night air, echoing over the mountaintop: "Isadora! You ungrateful brat—!" Isadora: "..."
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