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Enjoy. Some of your non-tainted eyes my find this disturbing; you've been warned.

Sasuke Uchiha was indeed a wealthy man, almost twenty-five years of age. He got what he wanted, when he wanted; whether it be from money, or the sheer fear from others. Most knew his name, and occupation: A single, gorgeous man with raven locks and dark eyes. Not to mention the fact he was incredibly rich, too bad he was an ass to most (Everyone). His work was mostly on the down low, dealing with sorts of things with men of names should not be named. However, most of his income was left from his family, and their very successful business, Uchiha Inc.

The Uchiha Estate burned to the ground one winter. Sasuke had been only eight, spending the night at a friends. Both parents burned with the house, his brother's remains still no where to be found. Questions were asked; investigations were made, until the Uchiha case was finally just forgotten about, it seemed. Newer, more horrifying, crimes were committed, and everyone managed to let the possible homicide of one of the richest families just die out. Sasuke could have pushed them, kept it going, except he didn't. But really, he saw it as it didn't matter that much. His parents were dead, there was no bringing them back, why should he give a shit?

Sasuke lived off his parents money, everything in the will was left to their sons. Since Itachi was missing, Sasuke was given everything. He also runs their business, or well, hired people to run it with his name still being plastered on the sign.

All these events led to the young, spoiled, greedy, rich man, whose life is about to change possibly for the better.

Sasuke spun around in his cushy office chair, cocktail in hand, and some giggling brunette on his lap. She ran her hands through his hair, and grabbed a cigarette from the desk behind him. A twirl of her hair, and a little jiggle of her naked breasts made Sasuke look at her. Did he really just fuck girl? This giggling, simple-minded, more ugly than she seemed earlier girl? His lip curled up into a sneer.

"Sasuke-kunnnn-" She purred, "That was wonderful."

The girl winked her right eye and took another puff of her cigarette. His cigarettes to be exact. This ditsy whore thinks she can just take his shit after sex? Sasuke twirled the olive in his drink and suddenly threw it back into his throat.

"You need to go." He eyed her. "Now."

The girl stared down at him. She wasn't expecting that. Her bottom lip trembled and Sasuke suddenly wished he had another drink in hand.

"W-what? I thought- But we just-" She stammered her words. "Sasuke! But I love you!"

Sasuke rolled his eyes and pushed the naked girl off his lap and stood up, fixing his own trousers as well. He walked around and picked up her discarded clothes. The girl watched and stayed sitting on the ground. Silly, silly, girl.

"Here, get dressed and leave." He spoke to her with any hint of attraction or lust left.

The young girl stood up, she put on her clothes and turned to leave. Thinking she might still have a shot, she turned around to give him one last display of her love, hoping he'd wed her.

"Sasuke, I-" She started.

Sasuke spun his desk chair around, obviously annoyed.

"Go. Now." He didn't raise his voice, she wasn't worth that effort. "It was a quick fuck, get over it. Jeez."

She let tears fall, gave him the finger, and ran out the door. Sasuke sighed, glad that was over and done. It was like this a lot, he'd want easy sex with no strings, and girls would try to proclaim their love for his money, and possibly his looks. Certainly not for his personality. Claiming they love him, or want to be in a relationship. If they actually wanted a relationship, they wouldn't be so quick to jump on his dick. Silly girls.

he stood up and straightened his tie, he actually had to do some work or something today, or else people might get on him again. It was only minor shit like signing papers and stuff. But before he started, another drink might be helpful. Sasuke actually began to walk and felt sort of dizzy.

"Scratch that," He thought, "-maybe coffee instead."

The young man casually walked out of his office as if nothing had happened, and made his way to the break room. He made sure to leave the door shut and open a window before leaving. The room reeked of sex and an easy whore. As he reached the break room, coffee in sight, a hard slap on the back stopped him.

"Hey man!" His partner in business kept him from coffee. "You know I could hear that chick in my office." He laughed.

Sasuke kept walking, motioning for him to follow. He began to pour coffee into his cup. Black coffee.

"Ha, sorry, Naruto." He smirked. "I told her to shut the fuck up."

Naruto copied Sasuke's actions and decided to pour himself a cup. except, with a lot more sugar of course. The two stood and drank their coffee in silence for a few minutes, Naruto eyed the secretary until she understood his vibe for her to leave. She stood up quickly and walked out, heels clicking behind her. Naruto moved to the door and shut it. Through the glass door you could easily see both important men, and no one else. No one had the guts to walk in, nor even knock.

Sasuke watched Naruto. "What the actual fuck?" He thought as he sipped his coffee.

Naruto looked around as if there might be someone hiding, he even checked, no double checked, the small cabinet beneath the sink. Sasuke rolled his eyes and muttered some insulting under his breath. Naruto was a dobe sometimes, but he was really the only true friend Sasuke had ever had.

"So," Naruto leaned back against the counter.

"Yes? What's so important that you had to scare a secretary, shut the door, and check under the sink...twice...?" Sasuke growled at him.

"Well, I got something in the mail today." Naruto's eyes gleamed.

"Do not show me another free ramen coupon, or I swear to all-" Sasuke was cut off by Naruto's hand over his mouth.

A real friend, and a brave soul were the only people who could do something like that to Sasuke. Yet annoyed, he let him continue.

"No, no! Well, yes. But that's not the point. I got something even better, something that might interest you even."

Sasuke's ears perked up. "Yes. What is it?"

Naruto rubbed his hands together and snickered like a kid. He reached into the inside pocket of his suit and pulled out a green piece of paper. He handed Sasuke the paper and quickly coughed.

"I um, found this in your mail box...actually. Hehe." He 'coughed'.

Sasuke glared at him hatefully, but snatched the paper out of his hands and held his tongue anyway. His eyes lightly skimmed the paper over and slowly widened as he actually began to read it. Naruto giggled furiously as he saw the man's mouth gape open.

"..." Sasuke held the letter in one hand and stared at Naruto. "What the fuck?"

The letter read:

" Dear Mr, Uchiha,

We're glad to tell you have been hand-picked for a very special event. A rich man

like yourself has desperate woman crawling all over for money, marriage, and 'love', no?

We've chosen you to be gifted a bride, your very own, to do whatever you please with.

She's a guaranteed virgin and can be yours for only a small amount of money if you choose

to accept. Come to the meetings usual place on June 9, 2013, if you are interested.

We appreciate your consideration, and hope you choose to claim your new wife.

- Sincerely, Million Dollar Men Club "

It wasn't a scam, he'd joined the prestigious organization a few years ago. But, only because his father and a long line of men in his family had been members. However, he never thought something like this would come up... Sasuke turned to look at Naruto. His eyes were almost bulging out of his head as he bit his tongue in excitement. Sasuke looked at the letter, and back at Naruto.

"Well, Teme? Are you gonna accept?!" Naruto finally asked.

"Fuck no." Sasuke spat.

"C'mon! A wife, basically a slave, to do whatever the fuck you want!" The blonde tried to persuade his friend.

Sasuke stared at the tiles, he thought about all the things that could horribly wrong with this.

"I mean, you know, if it doesn't go as planned, you could always get someone to 'take care' of her." Naruto spoke a little less enthusiastically.

Sasuke pondered on the thought. Yeah, he has men who can definitely do his dirty work for him. That wouldn't be a problem. The two men stood quietly in the break room thinking.

"I guess... I guess I'll check it out. See what the fuck's going on." Sasuke finally caved.

"Holy mother of fuck yeah!" Naruto took a swig of his coffee and threw the cup at the wall.

Thanks for reading, more chapters are soon to come, my wonderful fanfiction lovers.