Armani
My heart hammers against my ribs like a wild thing seeking freedom. I've never felt such pure, uncomplicated joy—not when I acquired my first company, not when I inherited my title, not even when Rena agreed to carry my child. This moment transcends everything.
"Are you absolutely certain?" I drop to one knee beside the bench where Rena sits, the courtyard's flowering shrubs creating a natural frame around her. I take her hand and press it to my lips, feeling the softness of her skin against mine. "I promise to cherish every—"
"We're already married, you know," Rena interrupts with a laugh that makes the spring air seem warmer. She gently extracts her fingers from mine, her cheeks blooming with color as she notices an elderly couple meandering through the courtyard. "We don't nee
