In the bustling offices of a prominent web content company, Sarada Uchiha found herself navigating the labyrinth of cubicles and corridors as she embarked on her new role as a web content editor. Fresh-faced and eager to make her mark, she was assig...
Hey guys how do I tell her that I'm interested in courting her? I need to confess soon. Got any ideas do tell me pls .
*Sarada's Pov :*
I read the announcement made made my UB this morning seems like he already has someone he loves⊙﹏⊙
Wait wait wasn't Boruto , wasn't he UB. Shit did he really find someone no no why ? Is she Sumire(个_个) I swear if it's her I'll k*ll him. How could he love another woman when I exist.
Well like he cares I was rejected. Shit I hate him. If see him today, I'll probably kiss him no no I mean KlLL him.
As Sarada spent the entire day working, she couldn't shake off the unsettling feeling that lingered after reading UB's announcement. The thought that Boruto might have found someone else left her feeling a mix of frustration and anger, especially considering her own unresolved feelings for him.
Throughout the day, she noticed both Boruto and Sumire were absent from work, further fueling her suspicions and resentment towards the situation. "I knew that girl stole my man," she muttered under her breath, her frustration evident in her tone. "Why would he want her when I'm right here?"
As the day dragged on, Sarada's irritation only grew, reaching a boiling point by the time she left the office. She tried calling Boruto multiple times, but each attempt went unanswered, adding to her frustration. She went home feeling angry and dejected, unable to shake off the feeling of betrayal that gnawed at her.
Turning to Wattpad for distraction, she found solace in reading UB's recent chapters, finding comfort in the familiarity of his stories. But then, a notification popped up, signaling the release of a new oneshot book by UB. Curiosity piqued, Sarada clicked on it and began reading through the chapters.
As she delved deeper into the story, she couldn't help but notice the striking similarities between the characters and their interactions with each other. However, her assumptions about Sumire being the object of Boruto's affection were shattered when she reached the author's note at the end.
"I KNOW YOU READ THIS, MÍA," the author's note read, catching Sarada completely off guard. Her eyes widened in disbelief as she realized the truth behind the story. It wasn't about Sumire—it was about her.
With a mixture of shock and elation, Sarada's heart fluttered as she read the author's heartfelt confession of love. "I really love you," the note continued, echoing the sentiments she had longed to hear from Boruto himself. "Maybe it's early to confess, but I just love you and want to court you."
A wave of emotions washed over Sarada as she processed the revelation, her heart pounding in her chest as she grappled with the realization that Boruto felt the same way about her. Despite the chaos and uncertainty of the day, she couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope blooming within her.
With newfound determination, Sarada made a decision. She would confront Boruto and finally confess her own feelings, no longer willing to let fear and doubt hold her back. Armed with the knowledge that he felt the same way, she felt emboldened to take the next step in their journey together, whatever it may hold.
She was about to leave her house to find him as she took his address from Mitsuki. She opened the only to see a figure standing before her , his face hidden with the red roses he bought.
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Even without seeing his face she could tell it was him. "Boruto"
"Here, for you Mía" he handed her the roses a smile on her face.
"You read it?"
"Hmm"
"So?? Will you let me court you? Will you make me yours and become mine?"
"You're such a jerk" she said that hugging him with the roses between them.
"What you loved his jerk before even I knew you well"
"Idiot you rejected me once"
"Okie so its 'she fell first but he felt harder' genre, I quite like that gen-" she hit in the chest saying "stop it you jerk writer, for your books he fell harder always refers to lemons" she said.
"I wouldn't mind re creating all my books with you"
She left his warm embrace and went inside, leaving the door open for him to come in. He sat on the sofa while she went into her bedroom and came back wearing a seductive dress cuz it was not fair he was well dressed in a black suit and trousers.
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"Why'd you wear th-" he spoke as he saw her but she immediately pressed her finger against his lips saying,
"shhhh!! I know your taste I've read it all over and over and I exactly know what pleases you the most" She said against him, while wrapping his hands around her body.
As their lips met in a fervent kiss, the atmosphere crackled with tension, the air heavy with anticipation. Sarada's fingers tangled in Boruto's hair, pulling him closer as she deepened the kiss, her breath mingling with his in a symphony of desire.
Boruto's hands roamed eagerly over Sarada's body, tracing the curves of her figure with a gentle yet possessive touch. His touch sent shivers down her spine, igniting a fire within her that threatened to consume her entirely.
Their kisses grew more urgent, more desperate, as they lost themselves in the heat of the moment. Soft moans escaped Sarada's lips, mingling with Boruto's own sighs of pleasure as they surrendered to the passion that consumed them.
Between kisses, they exchanged whispered words of longing and desire, their voices filled with a raw intensity that mirrored the fervor of their embrace. Each word was a promise, a declaration of their love and devotion to one another.
Her hands dangerously slipped down inside his trousers, "stop....ahhh" he moaned as her hands hit the spot. She started motioning her hands against his thing. He burried her neck with kisses and hikeys all around her neck.
"Ahh~ you did learn it all" he said pleased with the way she did it.
"I still have more ways to please you my dear hot director" she locked his lips in a kiss while unbuttoning his suit then the shirt beneath.
He picked her up from the sofa slong himself and motioned towards the bedroom, laying her down removing his trousers.
"You haven't said you love me, or do I make you scream it while I fuck you?" He asked.
"I'd prefer that, it's too fictional" she said raising her hands for him to undress her.
As they continued to lose themselves in each other, the world around them faded away, leaving only the two of them lost in their own private world of passion and desire. And in that moment, as their bodies melded together in a passionate embrace, they knew that their love would burn bright and eternal, a flame that nothing could extinguish.
