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Naruto swallowed hard and, with shaking hands, began to remove his clothes, one piece at a time. His mind was racing, his heart pounding in his chest as he stood there, exposed, in front of this woman who held all the power. His pale skin seemed to glow in the dim light of the hallway, his body lean and athletic, but there was a vulnerability in the way he stood, hunched over, trying to cover himself.
Ino's eyes roamed over him, a satisfied smirk on her face. "Perfect," she whispered to herself. "Absolutely perfect. No flaws. It would be a shame to let this beauty go to waste on some poor, miserable life." She stepped closer, her fingers grazing his arm. "No, someone like you should belong to a woman of power. A woman like me."
Naruto stiffened, his cheeks burning red with shame, but he didn't say anything.
Hinata returned moments later with a set of fine clothes, neatly folded in her arms. She handed them to Naruto, her eyes carefully avoiding his, her cheeks still flushed. "H-Here, Naruto," she whispered, stepping back quickly.
Ino waved her hand dismissively. "Thank you, Hinata. You can go now."
Hinata nodded and disappeared once again, leaving Naruto standing there awkwardly with the clothes in his hands. He quickly dressed, pulling on the fine suit that Hinata had brought him. The material was soft and expensive, a far cry from the worn, threadbare clothes he had been wearing earlier.
Once he was dressed, Ino stepped back, admiring her handiwork. "Much better," she said, her voice full of approval. "Now you look like someone who belongs in my house." She gave him a wicked smile before turning and walking toward the grand staircase.
"Come," she ordered, glancing over her shoulder. "We have much to do tonight."
Naruto followed her in silence, his mind spinning, unsure of what was happening or what would come next. He had agreed to this, signed the contract, but the reality of his situation was only now starting to sink in.
Ino led him to the master bedroom, her private domain, and threw open the doors. The room was enormous, with a massive bed draped in silk sheets, a chandelier hanging from the ceiling, and windows that stretched from floor to ceiling, offering a breathtaking view of the city below.
She walked to the center of the room, her fingers toying with the edge of her dress. "Help me," she said softly, her eyes locking onto his. "I need to get undressed."
Naruto froze, his face burning with embarrassment. "I-I can't," he stammered, taking a step back.
Ino laughed again, her eyes gleaming with amusement. "Don't be so shy, Naruto. You're my servant now. You'll do as I say." She turned her back to him, revealing the zipper of her dress. "Now, help me."
Naruto swallowed hard and stepped forward, his hands shaking as he reached for the zipper. He slowly pulled it down, revealing her bare back. Ino sighed in satisfaction, clearly enjoying the power she held over him.
Once the dress fell to the floor, Ino stood there in nothing but her undergarments, completely unbothered by Naruto's presence. She glanced over her shoulder at him, a playful smile on her lips. "Now, help me with this." She gestured to her bra, her voice low and commanding.
Naruto's hands trembled as he fumbled with the clasp, his face burning red. Finally, he managed to unhook it, and Ino let it fall to the floor without a second thought.
She turned to face him, her eyes dark with amusement. "Don't worry, Naruto. This is just the beginning." She stepped closer to him, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered, "We have a long night ahead of us."
Naruto's heart pounded in his chest, his mind racing with confusion and fear. **What had he gotten himself into?**
Ino pulled away, turning toward the bed. She slipped into a silk robe, the material clinging to her curves as she walked toward the large, ornate dinner table set up in the corner of the room. "It's time for dinner," she said, motioning for Naruto to follow. "Come, sit. Tonight's meal is special, just for you."
Naruto sat down, his eyes widening at the sight before him. The table was covered in food—more than he had ever seen in his life. Every kind of delicacy imaginable was laid out before him, from roasted meats to fresh fruit and vegetables, all cooked to perfection.
Ino sat across from him, her eyes gleaming with amusement. "All of this is for you," she said, her voice dripping with false kindness.
Naruto hesitated, unsure of what to do. Slowly, he picked up his fork and began to eat, his movements careful and precise. He surprised both Ino and Hinata, who had returned to serve the meal, with his flawless table manners. Despite his poor upbringing, Naruto handled himself with the grace of someone far more refined.
Ino raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued. "Where did you learn such manners?" she asked, leaning back in her chair. "
After the lavish meal, Naruto sat back in his chair, feeling both full and overwhelmed. The tension in the room was thick, and his mind was still reeling from everything that had happened in the last few hours. He barely recognized his own life anymore. From a humble street kid to sitting in a mansion, dressed in fine clothes, with a woman like Ino Yamanaka dominating every aspect of his existence—it was too much to process.
Ino sat across from him, a wicked smile playing on her lips as she watched him in silence. Her piercing blue eyes never left his face, observing every twitch, every sign of discomfort. She leaned back in her chair, crossing her legs casually, yet there was nothing casual about the way she looked at him. **This was a predator watching her prey.
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