Disclaimer: This is a short one shot that was inspired by the song "Querida Socia" by Jenni Rivera. I do not own any of the characters or the song. With that said, I hope you guys enjoy!
Author's note: I had to change the character pairing to just be Sasuke because some people were disappointed since they thought this would be a SasuSaku story. My bad, but I have fixed my mistake. Also, before I had gotten some comments about how my character was just a slut, well, anyone who knows the song knows that the point of my character is to be that, just the mistress. Once again, I hope you guys will like it, please don't forget to leave a review letting me know what you think.
(Day before the wedding)
Running a hand through my thick brown hair I twirled in front of the mirror, looking at myself in the skin tight dress and black heels. I walked over to my desk, pulling out a pen and a piece of paper, smiling as I began to write.
I guess you win. Soon you'll be his wife, the one who gets everything, and me, well I'll remain the nameless mistress.
How about we make a deal? Go ahead, keep the dress and enjoy the party. There's just one little detail, you'll be washing his clothes, but I'll be the one taking them off.
With that I placed the paper inside an envelope, kissed the front with my dark red lips and walked out the door.
A few minutes later I stood in front of a large crowd, which surrounded the soon to be husband and wife.
I made my way to the couple and put on a fake smile, "Sakura, I must say, you look amazing in that dress."
She quickly turned around, giving me a glare, "What are you doing here? I thought I told you to stay away from us."
I laughed at her, "Actually, you reminded me of your wedding. So here I am, congratulations." She moved forward, ready to attack me but a hand held her back. "Ah, Sasuke, always the gentleman." I gave Sakura a look while I reached up and touched Sasuke's muscular arm. I let my arm fall when I saw her nails were digging into Sasuke's other hand. Reaching down to my purse I pulled out the envelope from before. "I almost forgot," I handed the envelope to Sakura, who took it after a lot of hesitation. "Consider it an early wedding gift." With that I walked to the exit, but not before throwing a knowing look over my shoulder to the dark haired man.