Howdy friends, I was quite surprised by how many reviews I got for just the prologue, so I hope more reviews will come in the first chapter. ;) enjoy.

Chapter One

It was an awkward car ride to wherever the hell he was taking me. He had steered me to his limo (a limo for gods sake) without letting my get any of my things, or saying goodbye. I was still in my short waitressing dress and high pumps. I had to sit a certain way to make sure he couldn't see my underwear which was hard because I kept shifting under his smouldering gaze. I felt myself get hot, but made myself just continue to look out the tinted window and not react visibly even though inside I was turning to hot big puddle of mush. My thighs rubbed together subconsciously as he stared at me. I know he noticed this as his eyes flashed and his smirk grew.

It was only about a 20 minute drive, but it felt like eternity before I was once again steered out of the limo. I felt like a sheep, being herded to the abattoir. With a gulp I looked upon the place where I would most likely be staying seeing as I was now the possession of the man next to me. Who, by the way, was still staring at me with those smouldering eyes of his.

The place in front of me was massive. If there was something bigger than a mansion, than this 'house' would fit that description comfortably. The word 'mansion' doesn't even seem close to describing how big this place was. I think it would take about half an hour to get from just one side to the other. Just looking at it made me feel tired.

With a sigh I looked at the stairs, and how many I would have to climb to get to the front door, but before I could say anything, I felt myself lifted off the ground, my short skirt gaping open as I was swept off my feet and into the arms of the dark haired man. My face flushed as I tried to pull up my skirt, but instead the man just smirked at me and started for the stairs. My eyes widened as I realised he was carrying me up the stairs. My arms locked around his neck subconsciously as he made his way up the stairs, my in his arms carried bridal style.

My thoughts immediately went to him carrying me so I wouldn't have to get tired, but I quickly dismissed that thought as he felt up my chest with his hand of the arm around me. I quickly wriggled my body so he was no longer touching my chest, which made his smirk widen without looking at me.

A moment later we were inside his house (if you could actually call it that) and I was astounded at how beautiful it was inside.

He had obviously noticed my awe as he leaned in close to me eye and whispered,

"Like it?" To which I nodded, blushing at having been caught. My eyes roamed the interior of what seemed to be a dining room, before widening at his next comment. "Heh, I'm glad. I will be taking you in every room, everywhere, everyday."

With agility I did not know I possessed, I put as much distance as I could between him and me. I pressed myself against the wall as he stalked towards me, quickly throwing my over his shoulder, dismissing my attempts at a fight easily, and walked off with me. My legs flaying around in the air, my underwear obviously seen to any onlookers, but the man below me seemed not to care as he carried me into a room, threw me onto something soft and dismissing everyone in and outside the room.

When my eyes opened I noticed I was in a massive bedroom, mainly blue, but with slight black, red, and white colours mixed in. And the place I had landed and thought was soft was a massive, as in MASSIVE, bed. I gulped loudly before scurried backwards and hit the bed post, while the man just stood there smirking.

"I'm Uchiha Sasuke by the way," well finally he introduces himself, but I wish he wasn't taking off his clothes as he said it. I pressed against the wall and curled into myself as he took of his shirt, and shoes before stalking, once again, towards me.

"Imagine my luck, when such a hot woman ran into the room, giving herself up as payment for her fathers' debt." He whispered to me, sending goosebumps up and down my body, as he kneeled on the bed, coming closer to me where I sat curled up. I have to say, at that moment I didn't feel that lucky. "And now, you belong to me. You life, your heart, your body." To this I couldn't help but respond,

"You will never have my heart!" I watched as his ever present smirk widened.

"Looks like the kitten still has her claws," he said as he finally reached me and gripped both my wrists, pulling me towards him and back onto the plush covers of the bed. "So Haruno Sakura, we shall see who owns what." I gasped as he kissed me, his mouth moving over mine slowly as I felt my resistance melt away until I was practically limp in his arms.

His hand on my thigh, slowly travelling north snapped me out of my dazed state as I threw up my elbow and pushed away, only for him to grab my elbow and kiss harder. I tried to struggle only for him to pull away from me and crush my body with his own as he looked down at me with his smouldering gaze. 'No, don't look at me like that. I can't… I can't…' I tried to escape his gaze but his husky voice brought my eyes back to lock on his.

"I own you, remember? You gave your life in exchange for me to spare your father. You didn't think that just meant I bought your company did it?" His words made my eyes widen in fear and me to shiver, but I understood his words and his intentions. Besides, he was incredibly hot, so maybe it wouldn't be so bad… No matter that I kept telling myself this I couldn't help but feel dirty, especially when my body began to respond to his hands movements and the feel of his lips on my neck even as my clothes fell away to reveal my entire body for his viewing.

I lost myself in the feeling as he took me over and over, my moans and the sounds of our slapping skins the only sounds breaking the silence in the room.

No matter how hard I tried to hide it, no matter how much I say I would rather die than admit it; the feeling… the things he made me feel… I didn't hate it. It… it felt great. Like I was alive, like I wasn't just a low-paying small town waitress, but something special, even though I knew I was just a possession to him, jut something he owned. He didn't love me, I don't think he even liked me, he probably just thought I was nice to look at, a lot of people did. Not to sound up myself, but I have had enough ass grabbing, and crude comments aimed at me to notice that the opposite sex (some of the same sex as well) found me attractive.

So I just basked in the attention he gave me, the attention he gave my body, and tried to not want to cry at how my body responded, like some common whore. Not even the thought of my father, and that I was doing this for him, helped me as I came over and over. Not even when it was all over and he left me so I could have a shower. I scrubbed and scrubbed at my body, trying to get rid of the dirty feeling that seemed to not disappear, not even when I rubbed my skin raw and it began to bleed.

I hated that man who made me feel like this, Uchiha Sasuke! But no matter how much I told myself this, I couldn't help but hate myself more… after all, it hadn't been rape. It was consensual…

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So? I kinda liked it… but I dunno, some parts I was a bit iffy at… please review. They make me happy. XD XD