It was late as an exhausted Padme walked across the floor of The Star Dust, a gentleman's club on Coruscant she was forced to work at. She just served what she hoped was her last customer of the night. He ordered wine, and drank it slowly as he undressed her with his silver eyes, Ptolemy caught her eye. He walked toward her, and took the tray from her hands. "Happy Birthday Princess.." He said. "You're 18, almost a woman." He put the tray down on the bar. and placed his hands around her waist.

"What do you want Ptolemy?"" She asked. He smirked at her. He took his hands off her waist, placed them on her shoulders and turned her around. "I need you to get yourself into that room. He answered. He took his right hand off her body, and pointed at one of the private rooms across from her.

"I can serve more drinks."

"I didn't give you that option." You go into that room yourself or I will drag you there."

"I'm walking in by myself."

He took his other hand off his shoulder. "Quickly!" He yelled.

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Without a word Padme punched a code into the door panel, when the door opened she ran in. The door quickly slid closed behind her. It was the first time she was assigned to a private room. At least Ptolemy didn't follow me, she thought to herself.

"I was starting to think you weren't going to show up." She heard a male voice say. She quickly turned and walked toward the voice's owner. He was blonde, blue eyed, and surprisingly young.

"What do you want?" She asked softly and as seductively as she could. She now stood directly in from the cloth covered black chair where her blonde customer sat. He didn't say a word, he was too busy studying her. Her dark brunette hair was in a loose bun, her matching eyes looked at him with determination. She wore a short burgundy dress with a square neckline. "What is it you want?" she asked again, walking closer to the chair. "Do you want me to come closer?"

"Yes", The young man answered confidently. Without thinking she straddled him. "Is this close enough? She whispered. She asked, placing her hands on his muscular chest.

"I'm Darth Vader."

"Oh well, what do you want? She asked calmly.

"That doesn't frighten you?"

"Nothing frightens me." The blonde man, she now knew as Darth Vader raised his hand, she mentally prepared herself to be struck but suddenly she felt his hand gently touch her check. She was surprised to find herself disappointed when seconds later he removed his hand..

"You don't have to do anything." He said.

"What?" She asked ,keeping her voice calm, and her face expressionless.

"I apologize for touching you. You don't have to do anything Padme."

"My name is Shira. She replied rapidly,

"No, your name is Padme. and I want to talk to you."

"I'll talk to you, because you paid for this room, but don't call me by that name."

"Padme." He whispered.

"Don't call me that!" She yelled. It was the first time he saw her express emotion since she walked into this room like a droid on autopilot.

"Your name is Padme."

"No it's not." She answered glaring at him. "My name is Shira."

"Well." He said calmly, staring deeply into her brown eyes., "I paid so I can call you whatever I want." She carefully got off his lap., and turned away from him, but it didn't help. She still felt his intense blue eyes following her. "How long have you been here Padme?"

"She turned to face him. "I was brought here when I was almost 16. Today is my 18th birthday."

"I know you don't like it here."

"What does that matter? She replied flatly. "

As long as you're here, I'm the only person you will have to see. You will no longer be forced to serve."

"Whatever you say. She said, her voice full of doubt.

"You don't believe me? You will." His voice was low and full of determination. He rose from the black chair." I will be back tomorrow." He strode slowly toward the door.

"I'll be waiting for you." she said softly, and seductively. It sickened him that she felt she had to act, he knew she didn't believe him.

"Happy Birthday Padme." He said right before the door slid open. He walked out, disappointed she didn't respond.

Author's Note: In this story Vader does not have a suit