**Chapter 4: Unyielding Resolve**

Shizuo's face turned red with rage as he lunged at Vanitas, his massive fist flying towards his face. But Vanitas was quicker, his movements almost ethereal as he dodged Shizuo's attack with ease. With a swift motion, he grasped Shizuo's wrist, his grip like a vice that refused to let go. Shizuo tried to struggle, but Vanitas's hold was unyielding. He tried to hit Vanitas with his other hand, but Vanitas caught that wrist too, his eyes flashing with anger. Shizuo was shocked, he had never met anyone who could overpower him so easily. Vanitas's eyes blazed with fury as he glared at Shizuo, his gaze piercing and intense. He pulled Shizuo closer, their faces inches apart. "You will be my wife, Shizuo," Vanitas said, his voice low and menacing. Shizuo's eyes widened in shock, his mind reeling with the implications. He tried to speak, but the words caught in his throat. He struggled against Vanitas's grip, but it only tightened. "What the hell, who are you?" Shizuo yelled, his anger and frustration boiling over. Vanitas's eyes seemed to burn with intensity, his gaze never wavering. Vanitas's face was inches from Shizuo's, his breath whispering against Shizuo's skin. "I am Vanitas, and I always get what I want," he said, his voice dripping with arrogance. Shizuo's eyes narrowed, his face twisted in disgust. "Also, I'm a man," he said, his voice firm. "I can't be your wife." Vanitas's expression didn't change, but a flicker of surprise danced in his eyes. He seemed taken aback by Shizuo's words, but his grip on Shizuo's wrists only tightened. "You're a man, aren't you?" Vanitas repeated, his voice low and husky. "We'll see about that." His eyes seemed to gleam with excitement, and Shizuo felt a shiver run down his spine. Vanitas's words hung in the air, heavy with implication. Shizuo's eyes locked onto Vanitas's, his mind racing with questions. Who was this man, and what did he want from him? And why did Shizuo feel like he was in grave danger?