Modern AU. Rey is an aspiring ballerina and Kylo is her choreographer. She has fallen for him harder than she wants to admit, but little does she know that Kylo has a secret affection for her. When mysterious letters start showing up adressed to Rey...
"Take me home." Rey's words rang through Kylo's head.
Kylo opened Rey's door and gently helped her inside. He watched her slender leg disappear in the passenger side. He walked around and got in. He put his car in drive and pulled out of the valet parking area.
"Are you sure?" He glanced at the woman beside him.
"Yes. I don't want to over step my bounds though." She ducked her head.
"You are not overstepping at all." He turned towards his home.
"Where do you live?" She was curious all of the sudden.
"In Brooklyn." He smiled slightly. "My house is near the Atlantic, but yet far enough away that there is no fear of a tropical storm."
"What kind of a house do you have?"
"Wait and see kitten, wait and see." He smirked at her and she grabbed his hand.
"Not fair." She complained.
They bantered for about twenty more minutes before they pulled to the long drive of the mysterious Kylo Ren's mansion.
"Here we are." He drove to the front and a butler opened Rey's door for her. She gasped as she took in the home sprawled in front of her.
Large trees lined the front of the beautiful home. A fountain was positioned at the center of the drive and a balcony extended over the doors. The cream of the home offset the harsh glow of the lanterns leading to the doors.
Her jaw dropped as Kylo led her into the rest of the house. The large entree was centered around a grande staircase and the beautifully modern/rustic home suited him. He led her to the lounge (formal sitting room) and she took in the beautifully furnished area. She was positive that being a grande master as well as principle dancer at two companies did not pay that well.
"Kylo how?" She let him sit her on a winged back chair and he opened a bottle of wine. Expensive wine. Did everything about this man ooze with wealth and appeal. She accepted the wine glass that was extended to her.
"I invested in small companies and now own three very large companies. They pay well." He sat next to her.
"I'll say." She glanced at him and then set her glass down. "Show me around."
He smiled and honored her request. He took her from room to room, explaining why he chose what he chose and why he decided to keep the colors strictly black and cream with hints of red here and there.
When they got to the ballroom she went to the center of the floor. "So this is where you practice?"
"No, not at all. I have a gym in the basement and two private studios at my respective companies." He extended his arms. "This is for the more formal forms of dance, as well as those parties I never have."
She giggled and walked to the sound system. She turned on a track. Kylo listened intently as a love song poured through. Then he recognized it. "All of me" by John Legend.
She tugged him to the center of the floor. "Dance with me, Master Ren." She coyly batted her lashes.
"Well then Miss Jordan." He swept her up in his arms. They waltzed slowly as the singer crooned about his love.
The songs switched to "A thousand years" by Christian Perrie.
Rey leaned in closer to Kylo, breathing deeply. She loved the sent of him. She reached up and cupped his cheek.
"Kylo no matter what anyone says to me or to you, I will never leave. You are one of the most genuine guys I know." She smiled. "You are my favorite teacher."
"I know." He looked into her eyes. "You are my favorite student."
She giggled and closed the distance in between their mouths.
"Hey Ben. I was in the neighborhood and thought I would sto-" a book clattered to the floor.
Kylo pulled away from Rey.
"Mom?"
"Ben?" Rey looked at him.
"Rey?" Leia looked at Rey and Kylo, entangled in one another's arms.
