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Chapter 5: Valuable
'Uninterested'

Vader's POV

I was only meant to be gone for a day, but I ended up being gone for a week. Thankfully, the visit wasn't as bad as I assumed it would be, granted it still wasn't very pleasant and I have new scar to add to my collection of scars, but it could have been worse.

I lead a battalion on a few raids to locations where it was presumed there would be rebel bases. For the most part I was lucky, I took out quite a few without breaking a sweat. And then some of the locations had already been abandoned, which frustrated me because I know he, had to have been there. I was looking for him specifically and he knew this, but he has always been one step ahead of me.

That fucking Kenobi.

I reached my office and let out a relieved sigh that I was finally back here. It may not be my favorite place, but it sure as hell beats the alternatives, and I was exhausted.

I sat down in my chair and leaned my head back while I closed my eyes; tuning out all the voices, except for one. Don't ask me why, I didn't understand it myself, but I had a craving to hear her.

I listened, but most of her thoughts weren't making much sense, then I heard her thinking about me and my eyes snapped open.

Why was she thinking about me? I couldn't get much context since her thoughts were all over the place, but that I knew I heard, I was on her mind right now.

My thoughts were interrupted by one of the female Captains who walked in unannounced and handed me a report, "Welcome back Lord Vader," She smiled sweetly while sliding it across my desk.

I didn't respond to her as I grabbed the documents that involved the construction of my TIE-Fighters. I was looking them over when I realized she was still standing there. I slowly looked up in irritation, "Is there something else?"

She cleared her throat as she sat down in the chair in front of me and I furrowed my brows at her actions, "How was your trip?" She leaned back slowly while popping her chest out. Apparently her uniform is missing a few buttons, I sighed knowing exactly what she was trying to do.

I was all too used to it.

"Eventful." I bluntly responded before glancing away from her and looking over a certain persons signature at the bottom of the page in my hand. I don't understand why, but I had such an urge to go and see her.. not to mention, my mind forced me to think about her everyday I was gone.

"Have you thought about my offer?" The woman broke my peaceful silence and I dropped the papers down in annoyance while glaring at her, "I just know this job is stressful, and I can help make it better for you."

"I have thought about it Captain Azalea," I smirked as I stood from the chair and walked around to her while trailing my hand on her shoulder, her eyes closed blissfully in response to my touch. That is, until I trailed my hand upwards and gripped her hair harshly, causing her to whimper in pain, "And I'm uninterested." I growled before letting go of her hair and pushing her away from me. The only reason she isn't dead is because of the shit I'll get for killing another Captain, "You think you're the first office slut to hand me an offer such as this? You're not." I snapped while she quickly got up to leave, "Bother me with this again and you'll meet the same fate as them."

She nodded quickly, "I-I'm sorry sir, I didn't mean any disrespect-"

"Shut up," I cut her off as I waved my hand for my office door to open, "Get out and call me the mechanic from the reports; I want her here." I dismissed her entirely and I didn't look at her again, I only listened to the sound of her rushed footsteps as she bolted through the door.

I groaned as I sat back down. How some of these women are even bold enough to hand me these offers, is beyond me. I guess they just assume that all men crave sex and will consider them irresistible, even someone like me. Oh but how wrong they are, they hold nothing that I could possibly want. Especially since I hear their lustful thoughts and I know they get around; that's the last thing I want near me.

I patiently waited for (y/n); while closing my eyes and resting my mind from all thoughts, even hers, I just wanted to sit in silence for a moment.

After a few minutes I heard a light knock at the door and I snapped my eyes, and quickly waved the it open. My eyes finally landed on her and she looked just as pretty as I expected she would, "Come in." I gestured to the seat in front of my desk, she listened to me without saying a word and slowly walked to the chair. I furrowed my eyes brows at how awkward her walk was, but once she sat down and her doe eyes were fixated on me, it completely fell from my mind, "I see you finished the ships in the hangar." I grabbed a report from the pile on my desk to try and be professional.

She nodded, "Yes."

I set the report down and looked back up to her, "I'm bringing in more for you to do, that won't be a problem will it?" I asked in a monotone as I tilted my head. I kept my expression emotionless, but I was actually feeling more than I would like to in her presence.

She slowly shook her head, "Nope."

I narrowed my eyes at her off behavior, "You're acting weird."

She slowly shook her head again, "No I'm not."

She definitely is, she usually talks way more than this.

I immediately opened my mind again to listen to her since I had everything closed off previously. But she was purposely trying to hide her thoughts from me. She was doing a terrible job though and I was beginning to suspect something, especially since I had just begun to smell it.

I leaned over my desk so my face was close to hers, "Are you," I narrowed more eyes more as I leaned a little closer and sniffed; her eyes grew wide with worry, "Are you drunk?" I asked with slight surprise, where did she even get the alcohol from? It's not exactly given to the staff, or sold. But this does explain why here thoughts haven't been very incoherent.

"Maybe." She admitted bluntly while I continued glaring at her. Not that I was mad at her, I guess I was just irritated because I had one person in mind who I'm assuming is the one who got her drunk. And I don't know if I've said this enough, but I fucking loathe him.

Then her next thoughts both angered me, and took me by surprise. She was thinking about just before I called her, Adam had kissed her. Which made me more mad than I expected, but then she went on to admit that as he kissed her, she thought about me. That's the part that surprised me.. that must have been when I heard her thinking about me.

"Your thoughts are loud." I muttered as my gaze traveled to her lips, then back up to her eyes again. I wanted to kiss her so bad, but I used what self-control I had and held back. But it was definitely one of the hardest things I ever had to do.

"I'm just really drunk." She mumbled to defend her thoughts.

"Clearly." I leaned away from her and sat back in my chair, while still resisting the urge to lay her on this desk and have what I want for once, "Can you make it back to your room without puking in my hallways?" I sighed in annoyance. Not at her, but annoyed at myself for feeling the way I do.

"Yes," She stood up confidently, but I saw in her face that that was not the case, "Or not." I quickly picked up my waste basket and pushed it into her arms so she could vomit in that, and not all over my floor.

"You're lucky you're valuable." I snapped while she finished throwing up into the basket.

She may think I'm saying she's valuable to the Death Star or to Tarkin, but no I meant that she's valuable to me, in a way. Which is why I can't actually bring myself reprimand her like I would most, and it frustrates me.

"Let's go and keep that with you." I pointed to the basket as I grabbed ahold of her arm and led her out of the room. I took her to her room and pressed the code in that I had set up for her. I ushered her into the room before anyone in the hallways could see us, "Shower, don't drown, and go to bed." I spoke in an irritated tone to hide the fact that I was dying to stay here with her, and even help her. But I knew I shouldn't, I can't keep allowing myself to get close, it would all end horribly. Most likely with her in a body bag, "We'll finish our discussion in the morning." I waved my hand for her door to open and I quickly left the room, but I paused right outside of it.

How am I not dead yet?

I sighed as I leaned my back against her door and listened as she went into her bathroom and turned on the shower, "Because it would upset me," I whispered to myself as I closed my eyes, "And I wish I understood why."

It's been an hour since I left her in her room and I was feeling a little worried. I feel like I should have waited to make sure she didn't drown herself in the shower, I definitely wouldn't put it past her.

I sighed heavily as I stood up from my couch and set the empty glass on my coffee table, before throwing a robe over my topless self and pulling the hood up.

I walked down the hallway towards her room, I just want to make sure she got in bed fine; that's it. I reached her door and punched in the code slowly, while taking in my surroundings to make sure no one was watching me go into her room.

Once I felt secure, her door opened and I stepped inside the dark room. The room was filled by the soft sound of her light snoring as she slept unhurt in her bed. I told myself to leave now that I knew she was fine, but my legs had other plans.

I stepped over to her bed and eyed her peaceful state, before slowly bringing my hand up and brushing a strand of hair away from her face, "Why can't I get you out of my head?" I looked down to her neck and thought about it, I thought about ending all of my frustrations with one quick snap of her neck. But instead, I sighed quietly before reluctantly retracting my hand form her face and turning away to leave before I did something I would regret.

I stepped out of her room and made sure the door was locked behind me, before attempting to go back to my office.

And I say attempting because there was someone blocking my fucking path, "Move out of my way Captain Azalea."

But she didn't move, she looked at me, then behind me towards (y/n)'s door, "So that's what you'd rather have?" Her face scrunched in disgust, she's getting bold if she thinks she can talk to me this way.

"Yes," I responded bluntly as I stepped closer to her and her eyes traveled to my exposed torso, her thoughts shifted to lust filled ones, and also jealousy. Jealousy over (y/n) and the thought of causing her to have an accident. The automatic protective nature I have over that innocent girl began to surface, "But you know what," I smiled as I slowly inched my hand towards Captain Azalea's neck, "How about I give you what you so desperately want." I gripped her neck gently, her eyes widened with excitement.

"I would love that sir." She responded breathlessly with a smile while my own smile grew.

"I bet you would," I tightened my grip harshly and she soon began to struggle for oxygen as I pushed her aggressively against the wall and brought my lips to her ear, "I can hear those thoughts of yours, how badly you want me to choke you, well here's your wish darling." I tightened my grip even harder while she fought against me to try and get me to let go of her, but I wasn't going to. For three reasons, one; she saw me leave (y/n)'s room. Two; she thought about causing her harm out of jealousy, jealousy this bitch shouldn't even be feeling. And three; I just don't like her, "Is this not what you wanted?"

Her thoughts should have been more specific, all I heard was choke.

"Plea-" She tried begging for her life, but I placed my other hand over her mouth to shut her up.

"Sh, just give it a second, we're almost done." I smirked while I watched the life leave her watery bloodshot eyes.

Once she was officially gone, I released my hold on her and her body fell limp to the floor.

I pulled my comlink up, "Trash clean up in the East hallway near the hangar." I dropped my hand down and sighed in annoyance, I'm going to get a lot of shit for this.

That's twice now that I've killed for her.

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Sorry these take long, I just like to make them perfect and entertaining♥️
Plus I've been busy with finishing my other book called Tormented! If you haven't already read it, it would mean a lot to me if you would check it out, it's going to have a sequel soon🥰
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