Naruto's face burned with embarrassment, his mind racing. He felt humiliated, weak under her gaze, but something deep inside him resisted. "Money… isn't everything," he muttered.
Ino threw her head back and laughed, a cold, mocking sound that sent chills down everyone's spine. "Oh, you poor, naive boy. You're hilarious. **How much do you want?** Name your price," she taunted, pulling out even more money. "Here," she said, throwing bills at his feet, "take it all."
Naruto stood frozen, his friends watching in stunned silence. Then, she pulled out a contract, shoving it into his chest. "Sign this, and you'll be mine. My husband, my servant. I'll take care of everything. I'll make you rich, powerful. All you have to do is give up… this miserable life."
Shikamaru stepped forward, shaking his head. "Don't do it, Naruto. She's not worth it. Don't throw your life away for money."
Naruto hesitated, his hands shaking as he looked at his friends. He didn't care about the money for himself, but he saw how much his friends struggled. **If he did this, they would be set for life.** No more worries. No more suffering.
"I'll do it," he whispered, his voice barely audible. "But only if you give the money to them."
Ino laughed again, clearly amused. "Fine. Whatever. They can have it."
Shikamaru's eyes widened. "Don't be an idiot, Naruto! Don't sacrifice yourself for us!"
Naruto forced a weak smile. "It's okay. I… don't care anymore."
Ino handed him the pen, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "Sign."
Naruto's hand trembled as he took the pen. He hesitated for a moment, his heart pounding, before finally signing the contract.
Ino's grin widened. She grabbed the contract, folding it neatly and slipping it into her bag. Then, without warning, she leaned forward and kissed him—**hard**—on the lips, her dominance clear in every movement.
"You're mine now," she whispered, her breath warm against his skin. "And trust me, this face of yours? This beauty? It belongs to someone like me. Not some poor, pathetic girl. You deserve a woman of power. A woman like me."
Naruto stood frozen, his face burning red as she dragged him towards her car. His friends watched helplessly as he climbed into the passenger seat, his fate sealed.
Shikamaru picked up the money, shaking his head slowly. "Poor Naruto."
As Ino's car sped away into the night, the boys could only stand there, silent and stunned, as they watched their friend disappear into the darkness.
The tires of Ino's sleek black car crunched against the gravel as they pulled up to a vast, sprawling estate, her mansion looming ahead like a fortress. It was a palace, a kingdom of its own, with high gates, perfectly manicured gardens, and the kind of luxury most people could only dream of. The large stone walls towered over Naruto, making him feel even smaller than he already did.
Ino stepped out of the car first, her eyes gleaming with a mixture of amusement and satisfaction. She walked around the car, her heels clicking sharply on the stone pathway, and yanked open Naruto's door. "Come on," she ordered, her voice cold and commanding. She grabbed his hand and pulled him out of the car, leading him toward the massive front doors.
Naruto's head spun as they walked, still trying to process everything that had happened. **How had his life changed so suddenly?** Just hours ago, he had been sitting with his friends, laughing, enjoying what little they had. And now? Now he was standing in front of a mansion, bound by a contract to this powerful, terrifying woman.
They reached the doors, and Ino pushed them open effortlessly, revealing the grandeur of the interior. The foyer was massive, with high ceilings, chandeliers made of crystal, and floors polished to a mirror-like shine. Every inch of the space screamed wealth and excess, and Naruto felt out of place immediately.
Ino pulled him through the house, not caring about his discomfort. "Follow me," she said sharply, leading him down a long hallway toward a set of enormous double doors.
As they walked, Ino called out in a loud, imperious voice, "Hinata! Come here at once!"
Naruto blinked in surprise. **Hinata?** He hadn't seen her in years. What was she doing here?
A moment later, a shy figure appeared at the end of the hall. **Hinata**, dressed in a maid's uniform, approached with soft, quiet steps. Her eyes were downcast, and when she finally noticed Naruto standing beside Ino, her pale cheeks flushed pink with embarrassment. She recognized him immediately, and the shock on her face was impossible to miss. "H-Hello, Naruto," she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper.
Ino's sharp laugh cut through the tension. "Oh, don't be shy, Hinata. You've seen plenty of men in this house." Her voice was dripping with sarcasm, and Hinata's face turned an even deeper shade of red.
"Y-Yes, Mistress Ino," Hinata mumbled, clearly flustered.
Ino smirked, her eyes never leaving Naruto's face. "Hinata, be a dear and fetch some proper clothes for this one, would you? Something… fitting for his new position." Her words were laced with amusement as she glanced over Naruto, as if mocking his current appearance.
Hinata nodded quickly and disappeared down the hall, leaving Naruto standing awkwardly beside Ino.
She turned to him, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "Now," she said, her voice low and commanding, "take off your clothes."
Naruto's face turned crimson, his eyes wide with shock. "W-What? Here?" he stammered, his hands gripping the edges of his shirt nervously.
Ino threw her head back and laughed, a cruel, mocking sound that echoed through the hallway. "Oh, you're hilarious, Naruto. Don't be so shy. I've been with plenty of men before you. I've taught them all… **many things**." Her eyes sparkled with sadistic delight as she stepped closer to him. "So go on, take it off. Now."
Naruto's face burned with embarrassment. He hesitated for a moment, his hands trembling, before finally turning his back to her. "Can you at least… turn around?" he asked, his voice barely a whisper.
Ino chuckled darkly, her eyes locked on him. "You're funny. Really, you are. Don't worry, I've seen it all before. You're nothing special. Now hurry up, I don't have all night."