Janitor Levi Novels & Stories

And then Jamie Reyes walked into the conference room. Levi had been leaning against the back wall—arms crossed, coffee cooling in his hand—watching the new hires file in like they were auditioning for a part they didn’t understand yet. He’d come because Julian asked. Because Julian always asked, quietly, almost like he expected refusal, and Levi always showed up. That was their unspoken deal: Julian pretended he didn’t need backup, and Levi pretended he wasn’t still trying to protect the kid who used to hide under his bed during thunderstorms. Then Jamie sat down.

So I served a cup of hot tea for myself to drink and burn time. "Good morning, Rylee. Are you not going to work today?" Levi asked, wearing a white top and black shorts as he walked out of his room to meet me in the dining area. "No. I already made plans to retire. It's not easy working as a cleaner in the pack's hotel. I get disrespected all the time," I said, frowning at the thought of how Beta Fabian spoke so condescendingly about me. "Alright. Anything you wish to do. You have my support," Levi said with a smile, and I smiled back.

She murmured. “Si? Where is Gerald?” Clair questioned, not expecting Sienna to get startled by it. “Huh? Oh him.” Sienna let out a humourless laugh. “He just got a job and is really busy.” She smiled. “How about the guy you told us about? You haven’t even told us his name.” Clair giggled. “His name is Levi. He too got his job recently and is really busy. He still makes time to call me each time nonetheless. We talk every night before sleeping.” A smile curved her lips involuntarily as she thought about him.

He said, "Done, just get here." I pressed the unlock button on the right side of my elbow. "I'll pick you up?" Aryo might need a ride, I already miss him again even though we haven't separated yet. "Sir Levi, wait at home. I won't run away." He showed me one of the cards I'd given him in his wallet organizer and took a few rupiah bills from my pants pocket. He had memorized the location so well that it wasn't even awkward to hear me moan against his touch. Just smelling his breath, I could already get aroused.

"Dear Savvy, Why not try working as a motel toilet cleaner? I think it would suit you the best so think about it and get back to me before the week ends. With love, Levi," I didn’t realize when tears started to bubble up in my eyes, and soon enough, they were blurring my vision. I felt a sharp pain in my chest as if someone had punched me in the gut. Levi had become ruthless and appeared to take pleasure in my difficulties. And look at me, I was the same mess I was three years ago. I am still in my bedroom crying because of the same bastard. I stared at my daughter who was already asleep now, seeing her like this, fueled my growing hatred for Levi and if I could kill him, I would.

Esther said softly, though she wasn't. The elevator opened and she entered, going up to the next floor. She opened the door gently and started cleaning, the same voice playing in her head — *"You, daughter of a nobody."* She paused for a moment, took a breath, and then continued with a saddened mind. She wiped the counter slowly, her eyes distant, her movements mechanical. This was her life. This was all she had ever known.

She laughed. “I’m delivering lunch to my dad. He works here.” Something softened briefly in Davis’s expression. “Lucky man.” She smiles quietly. “He’s a janitor. Third floor. He barely takes breaks unless I show up with food.” As the elevator began to rise, Chelsea’s thoughts drifted—unbidden—to the hospital room she had left barely an hour earlier. To her mother, Susan, pale against white sheets, breathing shallowly as machines hummed around her. To the doctor’s words, careful and expensive. We need to act quickly.

Levi felt a little embarrassed as he said, “Life was a bit too relaxed over there. There’s not much I have to do, so I’ve been leading a rather easy life, which is why I accidentally ended up like this.” Gabby then said, “Boss, Levi’s been really lazy recently. In fact, he’d even have someone use the bathroom for him if he could!” Javier laughed and asked, “Does it really feel that great living like a king?” Levi scratched his head, feeling embarrassed. “Boss, I swear to you that I haven’t slacked off regarding the Hachisons. Not even for a single second!” Javier patted his shoulder, not saying anything else. Seeing that everyone had already arrived, the next thing Javier had to do was use h

Levi remarked as Regen stood near the table and tried to take his diaper off. “Definitely Alex,” Jo said and laughed as I looked at her. “Didn’t hear you complain about it last night,” I said to her and ducked as she threw her fork at me. “Really too much information, guys,” Levi said and Thalia laughed. “You did open that door, Levi,” she said to him as he smiled. “Trust me, I’m really sorry that I did,” he said as he kissed her hand. “When are you leaving again, Levi?” I asked him.

Levi's eyes softened, his gaze shifting from Sarah to me. He reached out, gently grasping my hand, his touch providing a reassuring anchor amidst the swirl of emotions. Levi's voice took on a gentle cadence, as if he were treading on fragile ground. "Jasmine," Levi began, his voice gentle yet tinged with a hint of sadness. "Sarah's situation is more complicated than it appears." His words hung in the air, causing a ripple of curiosity to spark within me.