The room was gigantic and was divided in two, she could almost assure that her old house would fit in there, and there would even be plenty of room. At the entrance there was a room with three pieces of furniture surrounding a tea table, and in front of the table there was a beautiful fireplace. To one side there were other doors behind which was a beautiful dressing table all in matching red wine tones.
Slowly she began to undo her hair, which had been extremely uncomfortable and it was time to get rid of it. She walked to the dressing table, and placed on it all the buckles she was removing. Perhaps it was because the blood was circulating in her head again or simply because the reflection of the mirror showed exactly what she had pretended to ignore, behind her was a gigantic bed that occupied a good part of the room.
She was frozen in front of the image that the mirror showed her, to the point that she didn't feel her husband coming toward her.
"You look scared," she opened her eyes wide, "you shouldn't be," he slowly moved away and went to the bed, beckoning her to sit next to him, she mechanically obeyed, standing in front of him, unable to do anything else, "calm down," he spoke to her in a calm voice, "I won't do anything to you," she couldn't stop every muscle in her body from tensing and getting ready to run, "I know everything about you, Tenten," she looked at him in fear, and he again motioned for her to sit down, so she complied.
"What do you mean Toshio-sama?" she finally muttered.
"I know you don't want to be here," she was overwhelmed by those words, "that you were born and raised in the Leaf village but your family wasn't from there and according to their traditions you didn't have a surname before, that they were merchants and died in a fire in another village, that you attended the ninja academy and that your team sensei is Gai as well as your teammates are Lee and.... Neji," he said that name with a weird tone, "that you are 22 years old, but you don't have the slightest idea of my age, and of course," he paused, "that you are not a virgin," she looked away trying to hide her reaction, would that last one entail any punishment? "I sent you to investigate, it's natural that I would want to know more about my wife."
"Excuse me, Toshio-sama, I don't know what to say," he started to laugh, "I don't know anything about you."
"Don't worry, I promise you that we will have time to change it," after saying that he stood up and started to walk away, "by the way, I also know why you are scared, and I should clarify that you should not worry. I will not force you to have sex tonight because believe it or not, you're not the only one who was forced to this and who had an exhausting day; but I must tell you that sooner or later we will have it," he looked at her sideways and she nodded slightly, "now it's time to sleep."
And without further ado he retired to the bathroom leaving her alone to finish undoing her hairstyle, and take off the ostentatious and heavy kimono, while she remembered the most important tips from her quick 'etiquette' classes before the wedding.
- Always tell him Toshio-sama - Don't address him in familiar terms until he gave her permission - Do absolutely everything he asked her to do without objection - Always be smiling - Never raise her voice - Never make complaints. The best summary for what they told her was to be the 'perfect happy wife'.
And what they emphasized the most to make it perfectly clear to her was what was related to sex
- Regardless of the place, the time or her mood, she should always be willing to have sex.
She smiled at that memory, avoiding laughing so as not to have to explain herself, she went to bed in the pajamas designated for the wedding night, and noticed her husband's eyes fixed on her, it was undeniable that there was desire in him.

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Forced Wedding
FanfictionShe didn't want to be there, but she would prove to everyone, especially a certain Hyūga, that she accomplished her missions no matter what.