ログインLevi pov “I don’t get why I have to learn this,” I complained again as Enzo placed the ear covers over my ears and handed me the gun. We were in what looked like a basement shooting range — their private weapon room. The walls were lined with guns, knives, and weapons I’d never seen before. It felt like stepping into a war zone.“It’s for your safety,” Enzo said calmly, standing right behind me.“You’re not man enough to protect me?” I taunted, glancing over my shoulder.Enzo opened his mouth, then closed it. For once, he had nothing to say. I couldn’t help the small smirk that tugged at my lips. First time I’d ever left him speechless.God knows what the fuck happened to him last night. He came back covered in blood, drunk and feral, and practically destroyed me with that monster cock of his. Even with my trembling legs and injured one, I still had to clean both of us up afterward. We’d also successfully traumatized Cherry — she still wouldn’t let me touch her this morning.“If yo
“Is everything alright?” I asked, voice shaky. What the fuck was he looking at me like that for? And why the hell was there blood all over him — on his face, his shirt, his hands?Enzo didn’t answer. He just stared, eyes dark and glassy, like he was seeing something else entirely.“I asked you a question,” he said.“I’m not interested in playing,” I added quickly.“Good thing I don’t take no for an answer,” he growled, voice low and rough.My heart jumped. “Did you kill someone— wow!” I yelled as he suddenly grabbed my good thigh and yanked me down to the edge of the bed in one rough pull. “We went for some deal,” he slurred, leaning over me, blood still dripping from a cut on his cheek. “Got bloody.” His bloody hand gripped my chin, forcing me to look straight at him. “Simon says… take off your clothes.”“Are you drunk?” I asked, trying to push his chest, but he didn’t budge.“Take off your clothes,” he repeated, eyes burning into mine, ignoring my question completely.“You’re not t
Levi POV“Are you okay?” I trailed after my mother as she stormed into the kitchen, frustration written all over her face.“Do I look like I’m fine to you?!” she snapped, slamming a cabinet door shut.I raised both hands in surrender, trying to lighten the mood. “Okay, lady. Let’s not get all feisty now.” I grinned. “Who the fuck is possessing my mother? Be gone, demon!”She did not look amused. Not even a little.“What’s wrong?” I asked more seriously, watching as she started pulling out ingredients like she always did when she was stressed. Flour, eggs, sugar — the woman cooked feasts when she was overthinking.“You tell me, Levi,” she said, palms pressed hard against the counter as she stared me down. “What’s wrong?”“I haven’t done anything,” I said quickly.“Yeah?” She mocked, raising an eyebrow. “You sure about that?”“I didn’t take anything. No pills, no drugs. You know I don’t do that stuff.”“No, I don’t,” she shot back, voice cracking with anger and worry. “At this point, I
Levi POV“What the fuck does that mean?” Sebastian snapped, shooting up from his seat, instantly defensive. His fists were clenched at his sides like he was two seconds away from lunging at me.“Whatever the fuck you think it means,” I replied calmly, leaning back against the pillows and lifting my gaze to meet his. I kept my tone light, almost bored, even though my leg was throbbing.“You’re really getting on my fucking nerves,” he warned, voice low and dangerous.“Am I?” I tilted my head, smirking. “Last time I checked, I wasn’t the one doing the bending—”“Levi!” Sebastian cut in sharply.I grinned wider. “I know you can scream better than that. Come on, moan louder for me.”“Okay, stop it—” Enzo stood up quickly as Sebastian took a threatening step toward me, looking like he was genuinely about to punch me in the face. Part of me wished he would. At least then I’d have a real reason to hate him more.“Calm down,” Enzo said, stepping between us. “He’s just joking.”“The fuck he is
“What makes you think I feel anything for you?” I fired back, trying to sound stronger than I felt. Enzo tilted his head a little to the side, surprise flickering across his face for a split second. “Oh?” “Oh fucking what?” I continued, voice rising. “Because we fucked around a little, does that mean I’m suddenly catching feelings? Oh please. I could get a better cock elsewhere.” Enzo’s expression changed. The softness vanished, replaced by something darker. He groaned in disapproval, eyes narrowing. “Hold your horses, wildflower.” He moved fast, climbing onto the bed and caging me in with his body, careful of my injured leg but still pinning me down. One hand gripped my jaw, forcing me to look at him. “You could get a better cock elsewhere?” he repeated, voice low and dangerous. “Is that what you think?” “I know so,” I shot back, trying to sound confident even as my pulse raced. “No.” Enzo leaned in closer, his breath ghosting hot over my neck. “You can’t. You and I bo
“What the fuck do you mean no?” I blurted out before I could stop myself, heart slamming against my ribs.“I mean no,” Sebastian replied, his voice dripping with mockery. “Would you like me to say it in your native little language?”“Lo, take me off speaker,” Sebastian added quickly.Enzo stared at me for a long, heavy second, suspicion burning in his eyes. My stomach twisted. He finally tapped the screen and pressed the phone to his ear, turning slightly away from me.I could only hear his side of the conversation — low hums, a few short words, his jaw tightening with every passing second. That fucker better say the right thing. If Sebastian threw me under the bus right now, I was done.The call lasted less than a minute. Enzo hung up and slowly turned back to face me. His expression was unreadable, but the tension in his shoulders told me everything I needed to know.“Since when are you and Sebastian friends?” he asked, voice dangerously calm.I swallowed hard. “Well… I happened to







