Cluelessinlove Stories

"I will utilize the Uchiha Group's legal team, have our forensic auditors look into your crisis first thing tomorrow morning, and I will handle this for you. Consider it an extension of our contract." For twenty-eight-year-old Dr. Sakura Haruno-the brilliant, fiercely independent chief of neurosurgery-the question "When are you getting married?" is a recurring nightmare. But when a humiliating encounter with her past forces her into a corner, survival instinct takes over. Before she can stop herself, she bluffs her way into a fake engagement, claiming that Tokyo's most untouchable, hyper-capitalist billionaire is her devoted fiancé. Enter Sasuke Uchiha. A ruthless corporate prodigy who normally treats human interaction like a hostile takeover, Sasuke agrees to play along-but it comes with a strict invoice, a standard ten percent late fee, and an unyielding list of terms. Yet, the moment their worlds collide, the cold corporate boundaries begin to blur. Behind the sharp suits and calculated business metrics, Sasuke's ironclad control completely unravels under the force of Sakura's fierce, bright spirit. Suddenly, the billionaire who commands international mergers is meticulously rescheduling global board meetings just to ensure a certain stubborn surgeon eats her dinner while it's warm. He has the wealth, the power, and the brilliant mind. But as he secretly logs her rare, genuine smiles into a leather-bound journal and stays up late consulting dating manuals just to learn how to court her properly, it becomes glaringly obvious that Tokyo's most eligible bachelor is completely, hilariously ineligible when it comes to love. Too bad for Sakura, he has already decided she is the only asset he refuses to lose. [ A Modern SasuSaku Fanfiction • Slow Burn • Fake Dating • He Falls First ]

Stella's heart was sure of one thing: girls are beautiful, and she loved them. Crushing on her campus dream girl should've been simple-until he showed up, claiming her girl like it was kind of competition. Now it's war. Probably. Maybe. She's not entirely sure anymore.