New Pet (Mafia Boss Madara x reader) [COMPLETE]

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You took a deep breath as you stepped out of your car. A white lamborghini urus with a smooth cream colored interior. The damn thing nearly cost you an arm and a leg but you had been dying for it. You stepped into the cold nights air, your jewelry glimmered in the city lights that shone from all around.

You had been here on a date.

You had earlier chosen a black lace top that nearly doubled as a bra, accompanied by creamy pink colored jeans and gold jewelry. You also wore simple black heels. You had done your (h/l) (h/c) hair in your best and most favorite style. Not to forget your rose gold watch you wore to match your pants. You added a little makeup, only eyeliner, mascara, eye shadow, and lipstick. The lipstick was a soft pink color, like pink roses. The other makeup was meant to bring out your stunning (e/c) orbs.

//Here ya go to help your imagination <3

It was quiet despite it being a friday night in the city, there weren't cars honking or people audibly chattering away. It was nice. You shivered a little and grabbed your purse, hurrying into the restaurant to meet your date, you didn't want to keep him waiting.

You walked inside and a you are greeted by a young lady. She smiled at you and hurried to the little desk the computer was on. "Hello miss, you look stunning tonight! Do you have a reserve?" She piped.

"Daww thanks, but yes I have a reserve." You smile and adjust your clothes a little, looking at your watch. It was 9:56. 'He had said he'd be here at 10 so im a little early.' You thought.

"Alright, last name?"

"Uh, (l/n)." You say, kind of distracted as you looked around the beautifully decorated restuarant. Everything glimmered in the light from the giant crystal chandelier that hung from the middle of the place. It was small but still breath taking.

"Alright, right this way!" She smiled at you again and led you to the back of the restuarant to a table in the corner. You prefered the corner tables so you were perfectly happy with this. You took a seat and she set down your menu and another across from you which was for your date. "Would you like me to wait for the other to arrive or would you like to order now?"

You looked to the other side of the table and then to the waitress. "I'll just wait, he shouldn't be too long. Thank you." She nodded and walked back to the front.

There were a small handful of people here, the room filled with soft chattering and the occasional clinking of glass and cheers from others making a toast. The walls were white though they didnt look plain like a normal white wall would, reflections of glass danced across them making them seem alive. The tables were set with white tableclothes, a small bouquet of red roses in the middle of each. A few petals scattered around their vases. The chairs were comfortable, they were soft and the cushions weren't too firm nor too squishy. The whole place's aesthetic had you in awe.

You glanced down at your watch again. 10:03. You started to wonder if maybe you'd been stood up. You picked up your phone and sent him a text.

'You coming?'

You had found yourself staring at the picture he had as his profile picture. It was him of course. His yellowish blonde hair. His unforgetable cat-like whisker marks on his cheeks. His stunning blue eyes. You were head over heels for him.

Your message had been read but no reply. Is he ignoring me? What am I going to do if he doesn't come? Walk out embarassed and on my own?? You sighed and sat your phone down, deciding to distract yourself by looking around the room again.

Everyone wore formal attire, very appropriate for this setting you agreed. The women looked stunning, the men handsome. One with flowing red hair and turquoise eyes had caught your attention, though he was with another man and a girl and for all you knew he could be taken so you shrugged it off.

You glanced at your watch again. 10:13.

'I've been stood up.' You thought. You almost felt like crying but you didn't, your makeup would run and make things worse.

You started to pick up your purse and phone but then all of the sudden a man approaches you. He had raven black hair pulled back loosely and long stress marks on his face even though he appeared to be young. He motioned to the chair in front of you with a sexy smirk on his face. You caught a wiff of a sweet smell, vanilla? "May I sit? Or is this chair taken?" His voice is silky and you're frozen in place, your eyes glued to his.

"I- I.. Its occupied." As much as you wanted to let him sit you didn't want your date to arrive and you be sitting with another man. Though there was always the chance he ditched you but you didnt know for sure.

"I noticed you glancing at your watch over and over. You also seem to be worried from the look that had been on your face. Are you sure?" He asked smoothly as he adjusted his black suit.

"Well it's supposed to be occupied but.. the man im supposed to be here with is either late or he bailed.." You tilted your head back to avoid tears and you sighed quietly.

"Well, in that case, let me sit and I shall accompy you until he arrives. May I get you a drink?" He takes a seat across from you and motions to the waitress from earlier before you can say anything.

"I dont know if--"

"Shh." He lifts your hand and delicately kisses it as the waitress dashes over to your table. She eyes the man then gives you a subtle wink. It brought heat to your cheeks. "Freixenet, please." He tells the waitress, she hurries off to retrieve it.

But wait. That was your favorite drink, how did he know? Just a coincidence you guessed.

She returned and poured you both glasses of the glittering drink. You couldnt help but smile. You leaned over and set your purse and phone down on the floor next to you, when you sat back up he had been tucking something back into his suit pocket and stirring his drink with a small spoon.

"What'd you do to your drink?" You asked curiously as you picked up your own and took a sip. The bitter sweet stuff gave you a pleasant burn in your throat when you swallowed.

"Just my medicine. No worries, doll." He purred adding another blush to your cheeks. "So. What's your name?" He asked casually in that silk voice as he took a sip of his drink.

"Oh, im (f/n) (l/n). And you?"

"Itachi. Itachi Uchiha." Your heart sunk in your chest and he looked away, a slight smirk played on his face.

"U- Uchiha? Uchiha as in THE Uchiha?" You whimpered.

"Indeed, if that's what you people call us." He finished off his drink and lifted his sleeve a little, taking a quick glance at his watch. "Mm. Any moment now."

"The legendary Uchiha mafia. Ruled by none other tha- an.. h- huh.." Your vision started spinning and then went black, your muscles wouldnt react and you slumped into your chair, quickly slipping out of conciousness. You hear panic around you and the Uchiha's voice, though you cannot make out the words.