CHAPTER 141: SAKURA VALENTINE’S MASTER PLAN: PART-2

Sakura Valentine’s POV

The next day,

The plan that had been running in my mind... I finally executed it.

"Father, Mother... can you buy this for me? Cough, cough."

I coughed loudly, exaggerating the sound as I pointed at an item I had circled in the magazine. Something that was only available in another country, so far from ours that even taking a private flight would take almost a full day to go and come back.

"Of course, dear. Even if the world falls down, even if the world itself never gives up, I will bring the thing you love!!!"

My father said it with the kind of seriousness people use when going off to war. His eyes narrowed, his jaw tightened, as if he was swearing an oath to conquer the entire earth just to deliver my request.

Why so dramatic, Father...?

But... I liked it. I really liked it.

Anyway, with a few cosy, well-chosen words from me, Mother and Father immediately left. Of course, they weren’t so careless as to leave me completely alone. They put Luna in charge of guarding me.

And dealing with Luna... was pretty simple, you know.

"Shit! Luna, Father and Mother forgot these things... that place is very cold, they couldn’t possibly survive there without them. As the perfect maid of this family, you have to help them even before they reach the location!!"

Luna froze, utterly taken aback by my words. I could see the gears turning in her head, the conflict on her face.

She hesitated to leave me alone, her eyes darting between me and the door. But I pressed on, softening my tone, persuading her with gentle words, convincing her that I would be fine.

After all... I really was fine, wasn’t I?

Eventually, she sighed, reluctantly nodded, and immediately moved to do her duty.

With this... I was alone in the house.

That’s exactly what I wanted~

Whoooossh~

I whistled cheerfully as I closed the door, watching through the window as Luna disappeared down the road in a taxi.

Then I turned toward the mirror, staring at my reflection. Honestly, compared to yesterday... I was almost completely fine.

But still, a little coughing, a little weakness remained.

"He wouldn’t believe me if he saw me like this," I muttered.

So I got to work.

I began exercising, forcing my body into heavy movements until sweat rolled down my face. My breath turned uneven, my chest tightened. I ran laps around the house, pushing my legs until they trembled, until they felt weak and barely able to hold me upright.

Finally, I stood in front of the mirror again.

Now... I perfectly looked like a person who had just suffered a serious sickness. My face pale, sweat clinging to my skin, my steps shaky.

Perfect!!

With that, I picked up the phone and dialled.

"M-Mom... I... I... I’m sleepy... P-Please help me!"

I whispered into the receiver with the weakest tone I could muster, trembling my voice, letting it break.

"Sakura? What happened? Where are you?"

Leo’s voice answered, urgent but low, as if he was whispering from the back of a classroom.

Maybe he was still in class... Anyway, I continued my act.

"S-Senior? You... you called me... cough, cough

... arrhh!!"

I fell to the floor deliberately, letting my legs buckle, letting the thud echo faintly as I held the phone.

"Come on—where are you right now?"

"In... cough, cough... in my home... coooouggggghhhhh!!!!"

Coughing so hard it hurt my chest. Shit... it actually hurt!

"Sakura! Drink water!"

His voice was desperate, trembling with fear. My Senior’s fear... for me.

I felt a little guilty hearing that tone... He cared that much. Still, I grabbed the glass of water on my bedside and obeyed him.

Gulp... gulp...

Then—

"S-Senior... come home... please help m-me... I am so tired... I... I... so..."

"Sakura?—"

With that, I cut the call quickly. My breath shivered, my lips curling into a small grin.

And in just a few seconds, I sent my location to Leo’s phone.

Everything was going according to plan... nothing was going to go wrong.

At least, that’s what I thought. I lay back on the bed with a satisfied grin, replaying the sound of his panic over and over in my head.

But before he could arrive, the screech of tires echoed outside my gate. Flashing lights, loud voices—

Police? Ambulance?

They arrived first.

I sat up, utterly surprised. "Shit! He called them."

Even though it was supposed to make me happy—that he cared so much, so deeply that he’d called help instantly... now wasn’t the time I wanted this.

I walked to the gate but didn’t open it. Instead, I pressed the intercom, speaking coldly into the camera. "I’m fine. That was just a false alarm."

The police were persistent, nagging me to let them in, but I refused, forcing my voice to sound firmer.

Fuck off, bastards!

My beloved Senior would be here in just a few minutes... and I wouldn’t let anyone ruin this moment.

But then... he called someone.

Who cares!

I rushed back inside, grabbed my phone, and dialled his number again.

"Sakura? Are you alright?"

His voice came through, panicked and worried. Hearing it made my heart twist.

Honestly, I felt a little guilt, but this had to be done. If I didn’t bind him to me now... other bitches might lead before me!

"Cough... cough... I am alright... did you call the ambulance?" I asked weakly.

"Well, yeah, of course! You sounded really serious, like you were about to collapse or something. That’s why I called them."

Oh? So sweet! That much you love your beloved Junior~

"Hah... cough, cough... I told you I’m fine..." I muttered, dragging my words as I stepped back into the house. But then—

"That doesn’t sound fine at all... Anyway, enough arguing. Open the door, I’m standing at your gate."

I froze.

I was fucking shocked.

"Y-You already came here? S-So fast?"

Before I even realised it, my body moved on its own—I was already running, my bare feet hitting the floor hard.

I had to reach my room before he came inside... I had to prepare.

Fuck!

I already laid on the bed, the quilt pulled up over my body... but it looked too neat, too clean. That wasn’t convincing enough, right?

A sick person should look miserable, not tucked in like a princess.

So I rolled down onto the ground, letting my body slump as if I had fallen out of bed... and just at that moment, Leo came in.

He rushed to me instantly, his arms sliding under my body, carrying me up like a princess. My heart fluttered violently. His hands touched my forehead, then brushed against my cheeks, sliding down to the side of my neck...

What about my chest? Would he go there, too?

Too bad he didn’t!

"Anyway... your body temperature seems normal," he said with a frown, his brows furrowed as he studied me.

I swallowed hard, forcing a weak sound. "I... I don’t know..."

Still, he looked at my tired body, my trembling legs, my pale face. He believed me. He muttered something about it maybe being an "inner fever."

Anyway... he cared for me so much.

I couldn’t help but smile weakly at him, keeping myself in character, trying to look as fragile as possible.

Please forgive me, my beloved Senior... I prayed inwardly, prayed that he would forgive me one day for the little lies, the little traps I was weaving around him now.

He looked at me again, his expression soft, loving... Please, don’t! I could barely hold myself back. My body screamed to jump on him, to kiss him, to crush him with everything I had.

Please stop looking at me like that!!

I forced control over all my nerves, gripping the quilt tightly. I finally understood why those cheesy romantic movies always showed the heroine struggling to resist. Holding back in front of the one you love was pure torture.

And then... he went to prepare food for me.

Honestly, I didn’t expect him to be the type who could cook.

I got up slowly and walked down, peeking into the kitchen. And there he was... cooking so beautifully, so calmly. Not even my mother, who had years of practice, had ever moved so gracefully in front of a stove.

Senior~ Please marry me already!!

I wanted to scream those words at the top of my lungs.

I wasn’t good at cooking, and yet he... he was so skilled, so natural.

When I finally tasted what he made—Shit! It hit the spot!!

Just marry me already!!

I’ll take care of the house, and you’ll take care of me!!

Perfect combination for us! No need for that bitch.

We’re heaven-made!!

After eating, I honestly didn’t like the medicine he gave me... bitter, disgusting... sigh. But he forced me to take it, pressing the cup into my hand, refusing to let me get away.

As I looked at him, standing there, watching over me, taking care of me without hesitation or complaint... I felt something dangerous inside my chest.

This... this was how our life could be. This was the preview, the glimpse of our future. And I already wanted it, no—I wanted it forever.

A lifetime with him.

He looked so innocent, so pure...

That I wanted to corrupt him. Hehe~

"Please... come and sleep with me."

My heart hammered faster and faster, each beat louder than the last.

Even though he hesitated... good boy~

But some word tricks worked on him, and when he finally lay beside me, I stared at his face, so close, so warm. I didn’t know where this would go, whether it would end in a kiss... or something more.

Not that I cared.

Either way, I would see it, feel it, and make it mine—everything—before anyone else could steal it from me.

My Senior belongs to me!!

"S-Sakura... calm down."

That weak, trembling voice of his only stroked my ego even more. It made me want to push him down right there, to take him, to do so many things I had been holding back. My hands shook, my body burned hotter and hotter, every breath feeding the fire inside me.

"Senior... I love you~ I love you so much~"

The words spilled from my lips as I trembled beneath the quilt, my body arching, the heat between us building higher and higher. His warmth pressed into me, and under the blanket the air grew hotter, suffocating, intoxicating.

My body ached with a desperate need, reacting shamelessly to his closeness. My fangs itched, aching, begging me to sink into his skin and drink that beautiful, sweet nectar that pulsed through his veins.

Fuck!!!

I clenched my fists tight, trying to resist, trying to keep control, but then... his hand touched my chest.

That was it. That was where I lost my mind. The final thread of restraint snapped inside me.

"Hik!"

A sharp gasp escaped me, my body jerking the moment his hot touch lingered on my chest.

Hehe...

"Bad boy~" I whispered almost seductively.

My hand slid across his chest in return, my fingertips grazing over his warmth while his hand still lingered on me. Every touch made me hotter, weaker, needier.

When my hand moved lower, past his waist, reaching his hip, my fingers brushed against something. Something so hot... So hard... So tall!!

I swallowed, my throat tight, my breath shaking. My eyes widened, trembling bit by bit as I realised what I was touching. Just that light touch sent shivers through my entire body. If this was how it felt by touch alone... I couldn’t stop wondering what it would do to me if I felt all of it?

"Ahh~"

A moan slipped from my lips, seductive and trembling. I hadn’t even meant to let it out, but his hands—his damn hands—were touching exactly where I wanted, exactly where my body had been aching for.

Ahh~ It’s getting hotter.

My mind is spinning, dizzy, clouded by this heat.

"Sakura!"

He shouted suddenly. That was where he snapped too. His self-control shattered, and he lunged on me like a starving tiger that had finally spotted its prey.

Yes~

I screamed inwardly, thrilled, trembling, as he buried himself into me, inhaling my scent like it was oxygen. His tongue traced me, licking my skin, tasting me, loving me—every inch of me.

Shit!!

My mind blurred, melting away, as we kissed over and over, our lips crashing, roaming, imprinting each other’s faces as if trying to carve our souls together through our mouths.

His core nudged against mine, hot, insistent, like it was begging to be let in, begging to touch what it wasn’t supposed to.

Shit!

He was getting too excited... Hehe... but so was I!!

Just when we reached that point... when our lips were supposed to finally touch each other... to make love to each other... to make ourselves feel nothing but each other... to forget the entire world and live only in that single moment... to create a new life born out of our unison... so sacred, so pure—

But... he was gone!!

Captured by my... Father and Mother!

Talk about fucking timing.

Fuck you!!!!

You ruined everything... every single thing!

Why the hell were they even here in the first place?!!

Weren’t they supposed to be outside the country, chasing after that item, suffering from the cold air miles away from me?!

Why?! Why now of all times?!

Cold sweat poured down my forehead, dripping down my temple as my body froze stiff.

"Hah... hahaha... W-Welcome back, Mother... Father..."

My voice cracked, my laugh nervous, my chest burning.

Shit hit the fan... ah!