The room exploded into motion.
Phones rang.
Security shifted.
Elias barked instructions into two devices at once.
Theo swore creatively in three different languages.
And in the middle of it—
The minister still stood there holding the marriage documents like a deeply overwhelmed substitute teacher trapped in a billionaire crime thriller.
Adrian turned toward him sharply.
"Finish."
The poor man blinked. "I— yes. Right. Of course."
Simone whispered to Allison, "This man is going to need therapy after tonight."
"No," Theo muttered while checking a weapon magazine. "He's going to write a memoir."
Lucian never looked away from Allison.
Not even with chaos detonating around them.
The minister cleared his throat nervously and rushed through the final words.
"By the authority vested in me by the Commonwealth of Massachusetts, I now pronounce you husband and wife."
The sentence landed strangely.
Heavy.
Real.
Sharp enough to cut through adrenaline.
Husband and wife.
