Being kidnapped? For others it may be.. terrible. But you? You're chill. You recently got kidnapped from a bar, you've been watched lately and now you're in a private plane that is headed to France.

Being a reader had made you delusional, but who would've known that your delulu will come true? You are tied up and your mouth was covered. You heard the men talking.

"What are we gonna do to her?" The guard asked.

"We'll just deliver her to the mansion. That's what boss told us." The second man spoke.

You heard them talking, your excitement flared up although it should feel dangerous for you, bit what can you do? You're reader, duh.

You sat comfortably and pretended to hate it but you're too damn excited. You fell asleep throughout the ride and woke up on a bed, the surrounding was opulent, you're in a large bedroom with a man sitting in front of the bed on his opulent chair.

"Well, well, well. Long time no see, princess." He greeted with a deep voice and a thick french accent. You blinked twice and saw his face, It was Rex. The exchange student during your highschool life, he's still handsome, he became more handsome and manly. He looked at you with those sharp brown eyes and he is, undoubtedly and obviously, obsessed with you.

You know full well that no one will try to find you even if you got missing, you lost your friends and you had no family left back there in your country, so what's the point? Staying here is better.

You were so damn excited, this is what happens in books, and it's exactly what's happening to you in real life so what's wrong with feeling like the main character right? But of course, you shouldn't look desperate and happy to add a thrill so you pretended to protest.

He grinned and gripped your chin tightly. "There's no use on protesting, princess. You're mine now. Whether you like it or not. Mine." He declared, firm and confidently.

"From now on, you'll be my wife. You're going to sit and look pretty, spend my money and never disobey me. Understood?"