NIA'S POV

An unknown amount of hours have gone by as Nia awakes in Boba's lavish king-size bed. She opens her eyes but soon realizes that neither Din nor Boba were no longer next to her. She stretches and yawns before sitting up in the bed. The room is empty, her clothes have been neatly folded and placed at the edge of the king size mattress. The faint sunlight is shining through the windows, which tells her it is roughly in the early morning. She rubs her eyes, thinking about the previous night. It felt so delightfully obscene and primal, having two wildly dominant men at once. Yet it could have major consequences and it might ruin the friendship Din and Boba share. Worse part of it all, is that she felt it would be her fault!

However, she cannot dwell on her harsh thoughts for long. It's time to prepare for a long, hard day. She promised Boba she would help him, and it's a mission that would require all of her strength and concentration. She still has to repair the old Jedi's lightsaber and take a shower. She goes to stand up, legs still wobbling from the last night's events. Boba probably wouldn't mind if she took another shower in his glorious bathroom. Once she finishes and dries off, she gets dressed in her white tunic and brown hair pants before heading out of the bedroom.

DIN'S POV

When Din awakes, the sun hasn't yet risen over the desert planet. He turns his head to the right and sees that Nia is still fast asleep. Boba had already left by the time Din wakes up. It was weird. Both of them having sex with Nia, then falling asleep in the same bed. It felt so intoxicating and sinfully delicious at the time. She told him she liked that he was watching, and he had liked it too. He knew she could be demanding yet submissive, taking charge or giving in whenever she felt like it. She'd done it before with him, but it was always push and pull. They were so equally matched. Like him, no one could get the upper hand on her unless she allowed them.

Din stands up out of bed, puts on his armor piece by piece, and heads out into the long, dark hallway of the palace. He descends the stairs into the throne room where Boba is in his full armor and helmet, sitting on his royal chair with Fennec by his side. Bossk and a few other bounty hunters were also there, drinking and betting on card games. There is also a couple of prostitutes lounging around, but when Din enters the space all heads turn to him.

"Good morning, vod," Boba announced as he goes to stands up. "So where's the star of show from last night?"

"Still asleep," Din replies shortly, knowing exactly who he's referring to. Boba simply hummed in response as he tilts his head to the side, but he didn't say a word.

"I was just telling Boba," Fennec says as he gestures to Fett. "...that Cobb Vanth has encouraged the Red Key a few years ago," Fennec explains. "Back when they were weak and trying to set up a firm grip in the northern regions. But that was before the they gained any strength. They are Hutt loyalist, disguised as a mining company when Vanth fought them. After he defeated them, they withdrew into the Dune Sea to increase their power. He might know where they hide out now."

"Have you contacted him?" Din asked.

"Not yet, but the marshal may be useful to us," Fennec replied with a sly grin and a wink.

Suddenly, a C-21 Combat Droid enters through the staircase and steps up to Boba, "Sir, you have a visitor. He says he's a bounty hunter.

"Tell him to go away," Boba says abruptly. "I'm not in the mood," his voice coming out as if he's lost in thought.

"He says looking for a Jedi," the droid replied in his typical his deep, mechanically masculine voice.

Just then, Boba gasped and jerked upright in the throne, his posture immediately went from relaxed to tense, "Who is he?"

"Didn't give a name, but he said you two used to work together."

"Very well, confiscate his weapons before escorting him inside."

NIA'S POV

Meanwhile....

Nia has yet to find where Din and Boba were, so she walks into her bedroom to collect her two lightsabers. Her intention is to repair the broken one before the next mission. She grabs her personal lightsaber attaches it to her belt, then picks up her pistol and placed it in its holster on her hip. Lastly, she grabs the other saber before exiting the room.

The hallways were empty, almost too empty! Something wasn't right. The same familiar chill runs down her spine as she approaches the steps towards the throne room. As she descends down a few steps, she hears voices discussing a deal. One is obviously Boba's voice, the other sounds dangerously recognizable. It's a Duros man with blue skin and red eyes. Nia knows this man and his famous broad hat.

"Cad Bane," she whispered softly to herself, trying not to be heard.

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A few moments later...

"What's the meaning of this, Fett? Aren't we old friends?" Bane says as he tips his hat to the side.

"Yea, but you can't be too careful with old friends. It's nothing personal. You understand, right?" Boba slyly murmurs.

"Very well then. So what's this I hear about you harboring a Jedi?" The Duros man says flatly.

Boba let's out a sinister laugh, "A Jedi?! You of all people should know how much I dislike them."

"I am aware of that, but you failed to answer my question. Is it true you have a Jedi in your protection?"

"Protection?! Ha! If that's why you're here, then you're trip was for nothing."

"Don't play games with me, Fett. Rumors have spread all over Tatooine," Bane explains as he shifts his weight from one foot to the other. "She goes by many names. One of which is 'Arica,' the infamous slicer who creates forged chain codes. As a former bounty hunter yourself, surely you can understand how much her capture is important for our line of work," Bane mutters as Din and Boba visibly tense up. "Ah, so you two know what I'm talking about, I see."

"It's possible," Boba says nonchalantly.

"Fett, we've worked together before. How about I make you a deal. The price for her arrest is quite high."

"I'm listening," Boba says unemotionally. Din uncrossed his arms and sits up higher in his chair as he listens to the two men.

"She is also currently in possession of an old artifact, one that I was sent to collect many years ago. And today I am...once again...sent to retrieve it. It's a memory crystal. So if you hand over the girl, or give me the location of the crystal, I might offer you a cut of the reward. A two for one deal. What do you say?"

"Let's say I help you, how much would I get?"

"25,000," Bane says casually as he tips his hat.

"Fett," Din huffs out, sounding a bit anxious. Boba raises a hand to silence him.

"You drive a hard bargain," Boba says as he stands up from his throne and steps down off of the raised platform. "As an ex-bounty hunter, I understand this is a complicated profession."

Just then, Nia lets out an audible gasp and drops the old Jedi's lightsaber on the stone floor, causing a thunderous clank which echoed throughout the throne room walls. Her body started to tremble violently. Her heart is pounding as Boba's green helmet immediately swivels in her direction. Din instantly stood up from his chair at the sound of the saber's hilt striking the ground, his body stiff and motionless. Fear and anger rushed through her veins.

"So...the rumors are true. This is the Jedi I've heard so much about?" Bane snickers as he readies the grappling wire on his vambrace.

Without thinking, Nia darts upstairs in a panic. Totally forgoing the saber that she dropped on the ground, she runs down the hallway towards Boba's quarters to grab the crystal.

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"Fett!" Din cries out as Boba focuses his attention to Bane.

"Grab him!" Boba ordered. Bossk, Din and a Zebrak mercenary, all of whom were a head taller than Bane, grab him as they begin kicking and punching the Duros man. Using his strong arms, Bossk grabs the bounty hunter in a chock hold as Din and the Zebrak man aim their pistols at Bane's head. Fennec also stands up to prepare her rifle, then points it at the Duros man's blue-skinned head.

"I know what you're doing! You want the reward for yourself, don't you?!" Bane yells as he struggles in Bossk's grasp.

"Drag him over here," Boba demanded as he gestures towards a hatch in the floor by the foot of the steps to the throne. Bossk does what he's told and drags the Bane towards the fairly large square door on the floor. "Drop him," Boba says suddenly, and the Trandoshan hunter tosses Bane to the ground.

"Fett! I thought we had a deal!" Bane cries out.

"Yeah? Well you thought wrong," Boba muttered as he pressed a button on his vambrace, which opened the hatch as Cad Bane falls into a dark pit. A piercing shriek is heard followed by a loud thump as the hatch closes back up.

"Sir, this girl you have is going to cause more trouble for us. Perhaps we should turn her in and - " the Zebrak man says but doesn't get to finish as Boba swiftly unsheathes his pistol and shots the man in his head.

"Anyone else wishes to question my authority?" Boba says calmly but firmly. Bossk and the rest of his crew shake their heads frantically. "Good! Din, go down there and collect his vambraces. They are Mandalorian. I'm sure you would want them back in the right hands. Take Bossk with you. I'll go find Nia," Boba says as he dashed up the stairs before anyone could protest.

NIA'S POV

She is in full panic mode as she runs down several dark corridors and passageways. Tears flowing down her cheeks. How could Boba do this to her? She thought to herself. As she begins climbing up several flights of stairs, she hears heavy boots following her. It wasn't Din. She couldn't determine who it was that's following her. Her mind is racing with rage and terror as she comes to the top floor. Her legs are on fire and her breathing is erratic as she rounds a corner.

As long last, the door to Boba's chambers can be seen at the end of the hallway. Her feet begin before she had the ability to make a decision. The memory of a promise she made to the old Jedi floods her mind. A mission that is now hers to accomplish, and she doesn't intend to break that vow. She will do whatever it takes to protect the crystal.

As she runs up to the entrance, she plants her hands on the cold, metal door as she catches her breath. On the right side of the frame, she sees the control panel and locking mechanism. Using the Force, she waves her hand in front of the panel, but nothing happens. Dank ferrik! She cursed to herself as she tries again and again before a deep voice is heard from directly behind her.

"Your tricks won't work for this door," Boba's modulated voice boomed, causing her to jump and spin around while pulling out her pistol. She aims the tip of the weapon at Boba's dark, T-shaped visor as he lets out a laugh. But he sounded genuinely entertained rather than angry.

"Put that gun away, princess," he chuckled as he remained absolutely still. "Or should I call you Arica?"

"Why? Aren't you going to turn me in?" She says, still aiming at his head.

"Do you really think I would do that to you?"

"I don't know. You tell me," she says firmly as he promptly grabs both her wrists with an ungloved hand and raised them above her head. Then he grips her throat with his other bare hand and pushes her up against the door. His beskar chest pining her in place against the hard surface.

"I would think that after last night you would be more," he says softly as he pressed his helmeted forehead onto hers. "...Trusting of me."

"You're still a gangster, and I have a high bounty on my head. You don't seem like the type of man who gives his allegiance to anyone."

"How could I ever see you get hurt, pretty girl? I could never let anyone touch you, except for Din of course," he says, his voice more hoarse and raspy. He lets go of her throat and removes his helmet, and allows it to fall to the floor. "I give myself to you, as long as you'll have me, princess."

"Boba...I..." she breathes out as she shakes her head.

"I know you belong to Din, but I would keep you if I could," he says as he presses his lips to her ear. "Tell me you don't want me and I'll leave you alone.

"Boba," she groans. "I belong to Din."

"Yes, but if you stay here with me, you will always be taken cared of and protected," he groans in her ear.

He slides a hand up her shirt and grabs a fistful of her soft pillowy breasts, "My palace can be yours," he says as he licks a line from her clavicle up to her ear as she groans loudly. "My cock can be yours," he kisses her neck as his other hand releases her wrists to dip inside her pants as he grabs her ass. "My body can be yours," he nibbles on her ear. "And my soul can be yours."

Yes! She wants this so much, but her heart is telling her the opposite. She feels his thick erection, hard like steel pressed against her thigh. She's no longer thinking rationally. She gets to her knees and pulls his hard cock out.

"Fuck! You want more of my cock," Boba gritted between his teeth. "Don't you, sweet girl?"

Then he bucks his hips forward when she digs her thumbs into his hips. His eyes widen as she leans forward as she starts licking the tip before a hand moves to cup his balls. She looks up at him and meets his eyes immediately. He's breathing hard, watching her swirl her tongue around the tip before closing her lips around it, sucking hard. Her desire to please him, to thank him for not turning her in is all she can think about.

"Holy shit," he cursed as she opens her throat wide, then slowly glides down around him as his head tilts back, both his hands move to tangle in her hair as she devours him. Her tongue slides against his thick length and Boba is completely spellbound.

"Fuck, you're good at this," he says as he thrust into her mouth and she moans around him. He growls deeply, bucking his hips into her as he pushes her further down and she chokes before he retreats. He's brushing her hair back, his voice dropping dangerously low.

"You like having your mouth fucked, don't you?"

She hums in satisfaction as she sucks on him hard and he's absolutely gone, holding her head still as he fucks her mouth roughly as he slams into the back of her throat. Her choking moans and nails digging into his hips only motivates him further.

"Holy shit. You're good. So fucking good. Sweet girl. Taking my cock so well. I'm.....shit! S-so close, princess. Fuck! You gonna swallow my cum? Huh?! Gonna make me proud," Boba breath is now coming out in heaving pants, ending with short grunts until finally he's cursing and thrusting deep into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat as he comes hard.

She's swallows hard, breathing sharply through her nose as she takes as much of him as she can. He groans again, his cock twitching in her mouth before he pulls out with a wet pop, some of him still dripping down her chin. She wipes at her chin with the back of her hand, pushing her fingers between her reddened lips and sucking them clean.

Boba is ogling at her from above, feeling his cock twitch at the sight of her on her knees as he puts his clock back in his pants. "That mouth of yours, princess...will get us both in trouble."

"Shit! You're right. That was a mistake!" She blurts out as she stands up.

"Don't act like you didn't enjoy it," his voice low and rough.

"I did, but..." she says but gets interrupted.

"We don't have to say anything. It's not like I haven't seen you naked."

"Boba...I..." she begins to say something when she sees Din in the distance marching towards them.

"Hey!" Din says in a low, hoarse tone as he got closer. "We need to talk."