The door flung open with a bang as a result of his backside being grabbed. His eyes narrowed slightly before they crossed the threshold. Locks didn't much bother him these days. He could pick any one with a flick of his wrist--more or less. Of course there were limitations to even his power, but he found few hurdles on this island.
The door then shut with just as furious a bang once they were inside where Kylo Ren took Heather to the sofa and threw her down onto it. Rough but without harm. Unless she flopped around and hit her head--then that was her own fault. He looked down at the woman in her half worn coveralls, then dropped to one knee beside her on the sofa, pinning her as he removed his gloves.
"Have I satisfied your fantasy yet?" he asked with a villainous smirk.