STAR WARS-ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀ & ɴᴏᴠɪᴄᴇ
[𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘩𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘯... 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘚𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘓𝘰𝘳𝘥... ]
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When Ayen was torn from the chains of slavery by a hooded figure with burning, molten eyes, she couldn't have known her fate was sealed in that moment. The instant their gazes collided, something ignited between them-dangerous and impossible to ignore. Now, thrust into life as a technician aboard the Death Star, she faces the brutal realities of imperial rule and the man who carries the weight of the galaxy, whose iron fist conceals far more than power behind his icy exterior-something darker, more dangerous, and slowly, all consuming...
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The atmosphere thickened, drawing out a vaporous breath that echoed his malevolence. This debacle had-entirely-shifted in his favor.
His formidable presence seized her confidence as his hands that wielded the power to crush a life force tightened inexorably. The whisper of his lips barely grazed the shell of her ear as he gritted out,
"Kneel, Lieutenant."
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