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"There's something about the bad boys that make the good girls fall in love."

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Once the surrounding road turned into nothing but dirt, grass, and trees, it took thirty minutes to reach our destination. The entire trip being a total of two hours, "I hope you know this is still considered abduction," I teased when he parked the car. His side that was facing me is the side that held the scar I gave him. The more I start to think that him forgiving me when he finds out is a possibility, I'm reminded how low that chance actually is.

I permanently scarred his face for life, I wouldn't be surprised if he did the same to me.

"I don't care, now let's go," He kissed my cheek and got out of the car.

I stepped out not long after and immediately wrapped my arms around myself. It was much colder here than the city, I didn't mind it though, I've always preferred cold weather, "Anakin I really think the no clothes thing is going to be an issue." He didn't stop at my apartment or his own place to get necessities. He drove straight here, it kind of felt like running. Or even hiding. Like he was trying to keep himself or I away from something. Which would explain why he was so adamant on taking me here out of nowhere.

I squealed out of surprise when he approached from behind and picked me up, tossing me into the bridal position, "You can wear mine, we're only here for a day." He carried me to the large lake house that was gorgeous. It was less extravagant than his home in the city and the exterior reminded me of a cabin, only this was much larger.

The wood was mahogany brown, with crystal lights on the walls to highlight every crack, dip, and flaw. Then I saw the windows, long and beautiful that reached the floor. I could see parts of the inside and I was in awe. The trees surrounding it were the perfect forest green and the air smelt fresh. I can see why he would want to come here, it's so serene.

The lake was behind the house. I could see it, and I heard a small splash in the water that I suspected to be a duck or some other small creature. I wasn't sure if I wanted to take up the boat and go on the lake though, Padmè turned the idea off for me. I don't want to think about anything they've done here or in that boat..but I wasn't going to give Anakin a hard time about it since it isn't his fault I feel this way. So I'm trying to keep my jealousy of him bringing her here too hidden to myself.

"Look at me," He said over the sound of his steps crunching into the dirt below. So I did, and the moment our eyes met, he kissed me.

I instinctively deepened it. I felt him pause in his walk, and I wrapped my arms around his neck. The fluttering in my stomach was now on overdrive, it was as exhilarating as the first time — or as every time. My head was dizzy in seconds, and my heart was racing in less. This is what it means when people say they're on cloud nine, it's that euphoric rush that leaves you feeling high.

He parted to breathe, and I caught my breath as well. Our foreheads remained pressed together, our hearts beating just as close, "I know I've said this plenty today, but I love you," He said softly, his words soaked with sincerity and adoration. He set me down. We were at the front door already and my back was to it. He gently cupped my face, "Please don't ever leave me."

My chest ached at his request, "You don't ever leave me either." I wanted to cry. I wanted to tell him right here and now. I wanted to get it over with and take the bullet to the head or the stab to the heart if he wishes it. I wanted him to know and to still feel this way for me.

But I didn't tell him.
I'm a coward.

He smiled and slowly stroked my cheek with his thumb, "Baby I'm not going anywhere, I'd marry you right now if I could. "

My heart stopped and my breath got stuck in my throat. I almost choked, "Hopefully one day," was all I could think of to say. We haven't known each other long, but this love felt so real. Realer than anything I've experienced before because I have no doubts about him, only about myself. Yet with Connor, I had my doubts about him, even on our wedding day. I should have known it was my gut warning me that he wasn't the one.

"I know it's too early to speak of that so I'll—" Anakin pressed his index finger to his lips with the sweetest smile and slightly deviously.

I chuckled as I grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him close to me. I gave him a single kiss, my way of saying I didn't hate he idea of being with him forever, "Let's get inside, it's cold out here." I was shivering and I knew he could see it.

He placed his hand in his pocket and pulled out his keys. It took him a few seconds to find the one he was looking for, but when he did he placed it into the lock and opened the door, "After you," He gestured for me to walk inside and he was right behind me when I stepped into the house.

I looked around and heard the sound of the door closing behind me. The inside was better than I had expected. The floors were carpeted, beige. The walls were the same color as the exterior, mahogany brown. And furniture followed the ambiance of a cabin. It was perfect, cozy, and warm, I was already a little in love with it.

"That couch is new," He hugged me from behind and kissed the side of my neck. I looked ahead into what appeared to be the living room, to the couch that sat in front of an unlit fireplace, "We should break it in," He continued kissing my neck. He grabbed my hips and pulled me into his body. I closed my eyes, drowning in every touch, "What do say? Hm?" He hummed.

"Yes," I whispered, but it sounded more like a low moan.

His left hand snaked up my hip, then my stomach, over my chest—slowly—and to my neck. He held my neck tight, but loose enough for me to breathe.

There were no more words between us. It was silent, other than our breathing and beating hearts that were in sync. I never thought in a million years that this would be happening, that I would be like this with the enemy. But god did it feel good. I have never been the one that went for the 'bad boy', I always said they would be too much trouble. Which is true, but no one ever tells you how hard the bad boy will love you, and that love is it's own drug.

I had one taste, and now I find it hard to imagine myself living without it.

"Kiss me," He nibbled on my ear and I turned my head in his direction for our lips to meet. He tilted my head up with the hand on my neck, and held me just a little tighter.

It didn't take long for the kiss to be overcome with passion. Anakin had me turned around and picked me up so my legs wrapped around his waist in seconds, and that is how he led me to the couch. Once he sat down and I was straddling him, I roamed my fingers through his and deepened the embrace. I felt good here, like I was a normal girl on a getaway with her boyfriend.

He moaned against my lips before pulling on my bottom lip with his teeth, "Take your shirt—"

A small shriek came from behind him and he had quickly stood up, knocking me off of him and onto the floor with a thud. Luckily this was carpet.

Anakin quickly picked me up and got me to my feet with a million apologies before turning around and facing a short, older, Asian woman, "Sook," He sighed, placing his hand on his chest where his quick beating heart was, "I'm so sorry, I didn't realize you were here."

Her expression of surprise soon turned into one of annoyance and she began speaking to him in her own language — which he then spoke back. I shifted my eyes to him and they slightly widened, he can speak Korean?

I stood awkwardly to the side as they spoke to each other, until she rolled her eyes with a heavy sigh and strutted away down the hall she came from. Disappearing from our view. Anakin faced me with an apology set in his eyes, "She's too small to be holding that much attitude."

"Who is she?" I asked.

"Housekeeper—slash—house sitter," He shrugged, "This house is out in the middle of nowhere. I don't trust squatters not to take advantage so I like having someone here."

Makes sense, "And you speak Korean?"

He pinched his fingers close together with a sly smile, "Just a smidge. Sook has been around for years and I've picked up a few things."

"Is she staying?" I wouldn't mind it. I would feel bad kicking her out now that we're here, but I'd like to know so I can... keep my volume down.

He shook his head, "No," That explains why she looked mildly annoyed.

"You don't have to kick her out, It doesn't bother me that she's here."

His smile grew, his eyes glistened, "You're sweet, but she has many other places she can go, she's paid better than you. Now as much as I would love to continue what we were doing,"  He came forward and rested his hold on my hips, "Let's keep it PG until she's gone, she's making sure the upstairs is in good shape before heading out. Let me show you the lake."

He led me to a glass back door where I could already see the beautiful lake. He opened the door — I heard sound of birds and the wind flowing within the leaves. The sun shined on the water and danced on the small movements made by the fishes or other small critters lurking below.

"We'll come back out here during the sunset, the lake turns orange," He spoke with excitement, his gaze on the waters. For once I saw peace in his eyes. He's always so alert, focused, or stressing about something. It's nice to see him this way, so content.

"It's gorgeous out here."

"You're gorgeous."

Our eyes met, his captivated me as they always do, and I know mine captivated him as well. The sharp raising of his chest was enough for me to know my eyes alone had an affect on him too, he held his breath, "As are you boss." I flirted and his cheeks burned red — he really loves me.

"We'll come out here again in a few hours, but in the meantime," He grabbed my hand, "Come with me to the kitchen, I'm going to make you something,"

I knitted my brows, "But we just ate not long ago."

"A drink," He clarified, "Let me show you my bartending skills."

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Sorry for the wait ❤️

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