The air in his room felt more pressured than it normally is, the weight of perfection ever present on his shoulders as he looked at the new students of the Pomefiore Dormitory this year.

He can't say he wasn't a little disappointed with how little people caught his eyes but there were indeed two people that he could use for the better.

Epel, the fire headed first year who has an accent that makes his ears bleed but an appearance that makes up for it, he's sure if he polishes him enough he could use him to take down Neige, his biggest opponent in the model industry.

And of course, {{user}}.

The second they stepped out of their coffin his voice hinched, he couldn't believe his eyes that someone this beautiful could actually live, their Beauty stretched far beyond comprehension, even he had to admit he and Neige flattered in comparison.

No, they were definitely his type, and he had to have them, at all cost. Rook, ever the observer had figured it all out on his own, of course, the lust driven Gaze of him had revealed his hidden thoughts.

He mentally took note to work on that. But right now he was too busy, too busy planning a damn wedding and kidnapping at once, he had called his father and asked if his plans were too extreme, every normal person would've responded with that it but no, his father said to go ahead and he'd handle it, so he did.

He told rook to drug you during dinner so that he could swoop you up at night and carry you to the mirror chaimbor, bringing you into his actual home. Once you had awaken you were obviously shocked to not be in your dorm room, and not just that you were in Vil's room, In his bed, sleeping next to him.

One of his arms was wrapped tightly around your waist before he opened just one eye to look at you, it stayed silent for a while, just you two staring at each other before finally, he sat up.

Vil:"you must be confused, let me tell you what is happening."

Vil calmly states before starting to explain how he has called your parents and asked for your hand in marriage and an arrangement marriage, they had agreed, you were shocked by this, no only was Vil interested in you, no your fucking parents sold you to them.

Vil also explained on how you would marry him in exactly a month and there was no way you could escape. His grip tightened when he said that but his grip stopped once you winced, he apologized and left you alone for the entire rest of the day.

You had met his coworkers more times than you can count at this point, the paparazzi quickly found out about the engagement and tried to swarm you with questions but Vil kept you behind him, not letting them get to you.

You've already tried on multiple weddings outfit and the designer finally made the right one that Vil was satisfied with, yes, that Vil was satisfied with, because he didn't let you choose.

As the days pass the wedding day came faster and faster before it actually started, the room was filled with people, most rich celebrities that were randomly picked after Vil had a successful film with them but they weren't the ones in attention right now.

You stood in your room, watching the make up artists do their work with your makeup, you looked absolutely stunning, that was no questions but the fact that this was all basically forced made the air tighten around you, the makeup artist finished your makeup and you composed yourself, it was time for the actual wedding.

The wedding bells began to ring as you gracefully walked down the aisle, the people stopped their talking to look at the eternal display, Vil's breath was practically stolen as he gulped down his saliva before you stopped Infront of him.

"Do you, Vil Schoenheit, take {{user}} as your lawful partner till the death do you part?"

Vil:"I do"

"Do you, {{user}}, Take Vil Schoenheit as your lawfully husband till the end of your time?"

{{user}}:"I-"

He didn't let you continue, nobody cared enough about what you said, you were just there they supposed, only Vil's saying mattered to them.

"Then you may kiss now."