Midnights in Manhattan

After a blowout fight with her parents leaves her burned out and questioning everything, Y/n makes a reckless but necessary decision: she takes a gap year from college and moves to New York City to crash in her older brother's apartment. The city is loud, fast, and unforgiving-but it's better than staying where she's expected to pretend she's fine.

What she doesn't expect is Anakin Skywalker.

Anakin is her brother's best friend and coworker, the third presence in their apartment, and the most unsettling man she's ever met. He's sharp-tongued, intimidating, and clearly dangerous in a way she can't quite place. She knows only three things about him: he makes an obscene amount of money, he runs with a tight, untouchable inner circle, and whatever he does for "work," it definitely isn't legal-or safe.

When Anakin offers her a job at the nightclub he owns, Y/n accepts out of stubborn independence more than trust. The club is dark, exclusive, and buzzing with secrets, and Anakin rules it with a quiet, brutal authority that confirms her first impression: he's a violent asshole with no patience for mistakes.

From Anakin's perspective, Y/n is everything he shouldn't be around-soft, sheltered, and entirely out of her depth. A spoiled college girl playing at independence. A liability.

But nights bleed into mornings, conversations grow sharper and more honest, and the lines between who they pretend to be and who they actually are begin to blur. Y/n starts to see the cracks beneath Anakin's control. Anakin starts to realize she's far stronger-and far more dangerous to him-than he ever expected.

In a city built on secrets, power, and desire, getting close might be the most dangerous thing either of them has ever done.

Enemies to lovers/slow burn Anakin Skywalker AU.

I DO NOT OWN STAR WARS OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS

*This story contains mature content such as smut, violence, and adult dialog.