Note:
Thank you so much for the comments! Remember that I'd be translating if you review the story, or else I might just delete it-
I apologize in advance if there's some grammar mistake, I couldn't proofread it, corrections are welcomed though!
…
Chapter 2
My plan has two parts: pretend I'm drunk, and, the mission of the year, get Sasuke drunk. It is not one of the best plans, nor the most original idea, but hope is never lost, right? That is, if you think about it, it is one of the best plans, me having free pass to act as I want without getting scolded or get uncomfortable looks the next day from my nanny, sounds encouraging. And best of all, if it goes as planned, let Sasuke act uninhibited. Yes, you know what I mean, that he does things that deep down he wants to do but doesn't dare, like… fuck me.
Oh well! I anticipate what is to come and my libido rises to thousands, my hormones begin to tickle while nerves also appear in my body. Here is the most interesting question. Can you imagine Sasuke losing control? No, no, I know that some will think that he is too careful and responsible to start drinking alcohol during his work hours. He's one of those people you have no fucking idea how he'll react when drunk. I stick to the common belief that the quiet ones are the worst drunks in the world.
At best, for me, of course, will he be the seducer?
The one who screams? A goofball? The sloppy one? And what if he is the sleepyhead? That, in the worst case. Simultaneously I imagine him mentioning something like: "I'm too drunk" "I shouldn't do this" "I can't control it" And his face fighting against the sensual pressure. Hot. Then in my mind I can almost clearly hear his voice saying, "I like you" in his deep, masculine tone oh! And shifting his gaze to a sexier one, a slow, low, soft rasping sound emanates from his throat, from that wonderful Adam's apple.
"I like you and I want to fuck you" Just like a bad boy.
My heart explodes and I don't really understand why, it gives me a feeling in my stomach that you already know, they always describe something like butterflies inside you. Well, I think I have an ember in my uterus that is struggling to settle down. Here I am on my way to the disco with my bodyguard sitting on the other side of the car window, driving. Unfortunately, far away not wanting to brush my arm, nor listen to my voice nor gossip or say a word to me while somewhere else in this country someone is very willing to give me the best sex night. Just the way things are.
You are born, your boobies grow, you fall in love with an unrequited man, you die.
I'm in my best years celebrating at an exclusive party trying to seduce an iceberg. Already in the disco I look around me and examine the place a bit to familiarize myself with the changing lights. Sasuke attaches to me and I can't tell when I'll be able to throw away the drinks I buy. But I manage, the night is young and I start throwing a few shots of tequila on the ground, giving away a few drinks and avoiding every flirtatious guy who approaches me. All subtly, of course.
I walk a bit from one place to another, I go to the bathroom, I go out and try to avoid Sasuke. I chat with some girl and I move among the people as unnoticed as possible, but damn! Sasuke is a good bodyguard! Pretending to have a few drinks, getting lost in the crowd and acting weird is harder than I expected, I'm even tempted to actually get a little drunk. But I don't do it, not because I get drunk very quickly, but because I want to have all my senses to seduce my nanny, and be successful.
Then I let go and start dancing regardless of the guys who come up behind me to grope me, I mean, when you get drunk you don't even care but if you're sober it's different. I don't let this affect me and take the opportunity to try to make Sasuke jealous. As usual. At least this time I can watch his reaction as I watch his face as far as the flashing red and blue lights allow it. I flirt with my tight white dress, slowly pulling it up over my knees and then letting it fall, twirling to the beat of the music pounding in my ears, losing sight of Sasuke. Normally he stands still in some corner watching me while I dance on the floor but right now I can't find him. I dissimulate and keep moving my body dancing as naturally as possible. Suddenly I feel a force in my arm that pulls me to the side of the crowd, it's Sasuke.
—Ino keeps calling —he says without yelling too much as we've moved away from the venue's speakers and the dance floor. Sasuke places a cell phone in my hands which I quickly receive as my best friend tends to find trouble easily. I call her back and confirm that she is fine, the blonde only tells me that she has not been able to trick her mother and so she couldn't leave her house.
So it's just Sakura and her sexy bodyguard in a private corner. I look into his eyes as my body staggers, he watches every move I make until I reach him. I cling to his neck like a tick as he makes a stern attempt to wriggle out of my grasp.
Okay…Show time!
—Hey…— I speak softly in his ear. Sasuke tenses up, as expected.
—Let me hug you —I say calmly, feeling how his hands stop fighting against me, yet he doesn't relax his muscles and remains tense.
—Why are you so grumpy? —I ask with this drunk posture, I don't expect an answer from him, drunks talk as if they don't listen to others. I believe.
I take advantage of Sasuke giving a tired sigh and it seems that he finally wants to relax, he puts his hands on my waist to hold me up without me having to worry about falling.
—What are you doing, Sakura? —He finally asks, I push him onto a piece of furniture that is nearby, luckily for me, at the right moment and at the right time.
Also, he calls me by my name!
I release his neck and let him sit comfortably, I take three steps back without turning my body around without losing sight of Sasuke. If you anticipate my actions, you'll know I'm about to give a little dance just for him.
—Just look at me —I say with my eyes fixed on him, trying to give my best seductive gaze. So I raise my arms, stretch a little and slowly move my waist. I play with my hair, I close my eyes from time to time and my hips move to the rhythm of the DJ who manipulates a mix with some hit song by Bob Sinclar.
When I notice that Sasuke wants to get up I practically jump towards him and get on his lap, I'm sitting on his lap very suggestively and he's stiffened and uncomfortable. I'm not surprised because it's like always, I try to warm up a very low temperature ice.
—Listen to me… —I mutter so that he can come closer because he has moved his face away from me as much as he can. Sasuke ducks his head, feeling uncertain and puts his ear close to my face.
—Touch me Sasuke, —I say kissing, or trying to kiss his neck as he quickly pulls me away from him at the feel of my warm breath and intentions.
Sasuke gets up and with him my body finds the ground. I steady myself as best I can as the abruptness and my heels throw me off balance for a few seconds.
—When you get drunk you don't do these things —he says with some anger. My bodyguard grips my shoulders tight for answers. He looks at me reproachfully. He shakes me slightly.
Did he discover me?
—Sakura, you're not like that —he speaks again, firmly grabbing my face with both of his hands.
I think of something at the speed of light because I did not count on her not believing my performance, I trusted and was very sure about the acting skills that I inherited from my mother.
—Someone gave me a cigarette in the bathroom —I improvise while making a voice that is half broken. Quite a drama queen.
His eyebrows rise and his eyes move up and down inspecting me. My babysitter's jaw tightens as he grits her teeth.
—Are you talking about drugs, Sakura? —He yells startled. It alarms me more that he called me by my name. I manage to confirm her question and watch as his eyes grow impatient.
—You shouldn't have taken that shit! —he exclaims harshly as he picks me up and carries me, my stomach is resting on his right shoulder, my world has turned a hundred and eighty degrees and the next thing I know is the exit of the club. For a moment his attitude makes me angry, but immediately his protection calms me down, I know it's his job but it feels good.
—It's early! —I happen to say. Sasuke puts me in the front seat of the car and then puts my seatbelt on. He is definitely angry and I wonder why.
—I didn't consume anything, calm down —I murmured with my head down. I'm cringing as I don't know how to act in front of his attitude. I'm a little scared by his expression and I'm sensitive to his concern. Yes, I feel scolded and stupid, no one has ever scolded Miss Sakura before. My plan is out of control, I didn't even manage to offer Sasuke a drink, he found out that I wasn't drunk and I'm already going home.
—I won't tell your father, you can trust me —Sasuke replies with a calmer tone. There are few things that put me in a bad mood, one of them is that they do not take my word for it.
—God! I have never consumed it and never will! —I exclaim exasperated. —I'm not stupid —I pronounce lower, I don't want to seem hysterical even though I totally look like it. Although I am very impatient. Sasuke sighs seriously, looks out the window and continues driving following the respective traffic signs on the road. On another occasion of course I would trust Sasuke, I have spent a lot of time with him and I also feel that he not only takes care of me to receive money at the end of the month. That leads me to ask myself what his salary is. Fire-spitting Sakura would have asked but I don't, my feelings are a mess.
I lean my face on my hands and calm down, touch my hair and wait calmly until I reach home. Fortunately after that, the trip is short and I don't have to justify my stupid teen behavior that screams attention seeker. I have no regrets but shame colors my cheeks. This was one of the downsides, getting caught, I mean, but Sasuke is too polite to confront his boss's daughter.
When we arrive, Sasuke stays at the door of my room and has no intention of going through, he has created his professional and invisible barrier again, he looks at me incomparable and I don't understand his expression.
—May you rest —he mutters softly, he nods his head in farewell. But I'm not ready to give up tonight and I won't let him close the door. I seek his gaze and he watches me, I speak to him. I say the only thing I've wanted tonight, or maybe since the first moment I met him.
—One kiss —I ask desperately. Inevitably my eyes land on his lips so I don't see his immediate reaction.
—This isn't right —he murmurs back.
When has something wrong ever felt right? His eyes look down at my lips doubtfully. I know that expression, I know he wants it as much as I do, the chemistry is there, between us. My spirits rise and at this moment I know that I must try.
—I know you want-
He cuts me off abruptly, he joins his lips with mine and his right hand grips the back of my neck very hard. Yes! He is kissing me! He sucks me just as I imagined but better, the sensation rises exponentially and I feel over the moon. Passion courses through my body and it doesn't take long for me to respond to his flicking tongue. I knew that! I knew there was a connection! My body reacts, every nerve is sensitive to his touch and I am immediately able to caress him. I touch his strong arms, the excitement takes over me, I go down to his male waist and I can't take it anymore, I let out a small moan from my throat.
I don't even have to separate to breathe normally because Sasuke separates just as he joined me, suddenly. My lips burn and other parts of my body as well.
Then I get angry because it's so frustrating and disappointing to be rejected over and over again.
—Do you have a girlfriend?! —I happen to ask, and I do yell in exasperation.
I'm about to blurt out "I'm not jealous" or something, but in microseconds I realize that I am, yes I am. Just imagining Sasuke putting his protective arm on a woman's left shoulder, circling his neck, it infuriates me.
Whoah! My level of jealousy is getting higher and higher. "Don't take it too personally" my friend would advise. "too personal? He is mine!" cries aggressive my subconscious. Sasuke doesn't give me an answer but his expression tells me no, he doesn't have a girlfriend, his refusal goes beyond his personal life, it's his professionalism that prevents all this, stupid morality and respect for my father.
Then?
I'm done for today.
That kiss isn't something I forget easily and that he made the initial move comforts me, I lie back on my bed while Sasuke is still standing watching me from the doorway. Willing to dream about him, I launch a topic that I know will not let my bodyguard sleep. His concern is real that's why I know.
—I'll keep doing drugs if you don't accept me. —I know I told him I didn't, but everyone knows teenagers lie, he doesn't have to know the whole story.
He nods, his gaze into my eyes, I raise my eyebrow defiantly, waiting for an answer.
—You like this game, right? —He speaks with an intense tone of voice that paralyzes me. He has never given me this look. Our surroundings become intense. Sasuke moves over to the bed and wraps his arms around me, locking me in. He gets closer than usual.
…