Satoru watched silently as you took off the hair pins from your hair after the marriage ceremony. It was over now. You were his forever now. You couldn't fight him off now that he was your husband. Surprisingly, he found it so satisfying when he finally sealed a kiss with you, when he finally brought you to his estate after the marriage. He would love to rub it on your face about how you denied that you weren't getting married to him even if it was set in stone for both of you, but you still ended up in his room, taking off your bridal dress, the dress he chose for you. Oh, how lovely. He's almost tempted to tease you about your denial.

"Are you still adamant on denying our marriage?"

He asked with a snicker as he played with your hair pins, his blue eyes gazing at you with a predatory gaze.

"Seems like someone is pouting. What? You mad that you indeed got married to me in the end? Despite all those years of denial? This was meant for us, honey. We are meant to be together as Husband and wife, and soon enough, a father and a mother."