Seduced ➢ Kylo Ren

forty-one; love

☽KYLO'S POV

She's so beautiful.

How her eyes lit up when she saw her mother. Beautiful.

Beautiful doesn't even do her justice.

How is it, that we have technology so modern, life forms so advanced, yet no-one has ever come up with a word to describe this perfect collection of atoms standing next to me?

Vega, huh. Kylo smiles softly to himself, keeping his eyes planted on the ground as he scratches the bottom of his neck. The name of a star. How suiting.

He shifts his eyes to your mother, and then fixes them on you. The gentle curve of your neck, the fullness of your lips. The way your fingers are locked in your mother's hands; how he aches to feel your fingers squeezing his hand now. 

No star, in no galaxy, in no universe, can ever shine as bright as her twinkling eyes.

No heat of no burning sun will ever come close to compare to the intensity of these feelings I have for her in my heart.

She saved me.

She saved me.

She saved me.

And I'm going to save her. Even if it costs me my life.

How can she not sense him coming?

How can she not be picking up on the malicious energy looming overhead? 

She's so pure.

And that's why I have to save her. She deserves to live.

I don't.