“Certain things need to happen in order,” Vivi continued. “The families are watching. The transition is already in motion. This keeps everything aligned.”
Aligned.
That was her favorite word.
“No announcement,” she added. “Not yet.”
Ares signed first.
No pause.
No emotion.
Just done.
I stared at my name for a second.
Yuna Laveau.
Soon to be Delacroix.
I signed it.
Vivi collected the papers like it was just another task checked off her to-do list.
But something about her energy felt… different.
Not wrong.
Just…
She had her own agenda, kind of energy.
She stood. “That’s all for now. Enjoy your day, newlyweds.”
Her eyes flicked between us one last time before she left.
I looked at Ares. “We just got married?”
He smirked slightly. “Legally.”
I shook my head. “This life is crazy.”
He didn’t disagree.
“Well, I am headed to my appointment,” I said after a second.
He nodded. “Be careful.”
Always.
The Maybach was already waiting in the driveway. I sat in the back alone as we moved through the city.
Monaco passed by in soft blurs.
When we arrived twenty minutes later, the Delacroix OBGYN office was private.
Discreet entrance. No waiting room crowd. No cameras.
