Vader's New Love || Darth Vader x Reader [COMPLETE]

Crash Bang

Danny Maxo and [Name] drifted toward the villa, having exhausted themselves with conversation. [Name] seemed happy enough again, suddenly relieved that the truth was out... that she didn't have to hide her past with Vader and that Danny hadn't run away upon hearing the news. It was bad enough that he was an Imperial Soldier and Vader's subordinate. If he ever found out...

"I'm really quite smitten with you," Danny said.

[Name] held the young man's brown orbs with her own.

"I'm not so sure it's a great idea," she said.

"Why?"

"If Vader ever found out-"

"I'm not worried about Vader."

"You should be," [Name] warned. "He's covetous. Possessive."

"I'd stand up to him."

[Name] turned and walked up the staircase, leaving Danny standing below. She went inside and closed the door. Danny climbed the balcony, leaning over it to look into the house.

[Name] met him at the terrace. "I'm trying to spare you-"

"Because you're worried about me, or because you're still in love with Vader?"

"Both," she answered.

"Why?" he asked, his face publishing his state of confusion.

"Love isn't something one can just turn off, like running water."

Danny scoffed. "Vader did."

"Vader is a different kind of beast."

"A beast... exactly."

[Name] smiled. "Danny, I worry about you coming here."

"I'll deal with it," he said.

Danny climbed over the balcony and walked toward [Name]. "I'll keep you company."

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Vader descended the platform of The Executer, which landed somewhere close to [Name]'s beach, his arms folded across his chest, his posture evincing mass authority.
A crowd of Imperial Troops rolled a long steel strip for him to walk upon. He wanted to avoid sand, blast if he got it into his boots.

The sun had already set, and Vader could tell Danny Maxo was still in [Name]'s house. What did that matter? The boy was already dead. He just didn't know it yet.

Vader cross leapt over the sand to walk up the stairs. Each step he took shook the very foundation of the villa. Fair warning... were they in a compromising situation, this would give them more than enough time. For his sake, not necessarily their own.

He reached the door, standing just on the other side then punched his way through. The door fell crashing inward, a gust of dust puffing into the air.