Janitor Levi Novels & Stories

“I’m just giving Eboni a break.” Levi shakes his head, a knowing look in his eyes. “It suits you,” he says softly, leaning against the counter. “Being a mom.” I feel my cheeks flush, my gaze dropping to Isabelle as I reach to feed her a small spoonful. She opens her mouth eagerly, her eyes wide with delight. For a moment, we sit in comfortable silence, the only sound the gentle clink of the spoon against the bowl. Levi takes a deep breath, as if steeling himself for something. “I’ve been thinking,” he starts, his voice hesitant. “When this is all over, I want to get my GED.”

“I’m sorry. Did you tell us your name?” “Oh, crap, I don’t think I did. You can call me Levi Van Heathe. I’m here to help you out in this situation. Just call me Levi. We’ll get you settled, and you can freshen up a little while you wait. Don’t worry, you’re not breaking any records for the dirtiest or most bloody group to show up here. You’re in excellent hands. Here we are, ladies you’ll find everything you need on the shelves in the bathroom, from toiletries to a change of clothes. There are slipper socks, so you won’t need to put your shoes back on and bags for anything you wish to keep. Gents over on this side is the bathroom for you. If anyone needs anything, please call out. I accept

And that’s when I knew. Levi wasn’t ordinary. He wasn’t a plumber. Or a wanderer. Or some man who'd just forgotten where he came from. He was someone. Someone expensive. Raised, maybe not rich, but definitely... important. Precise. Educated. And he was going to remember that. Soon. And when he did- He’d leave. *** That night, I couldn’t sleep. He had fallen asleep quickly, like always. Calm. Breathing deep. Like nothing had changed.

Alicia inquired of Martin, "Grampa, do you know Lee? Lee Jones, who looks around the same age as you, and lost his left hand." Upon hearing the mention of Lee, Martin appeared visibly shocked. The fork he was holding fell from his hand and clattered onto the floor. Tears welled up in his eyes, and he questioned Alicia, "Have you seen Lee? Where is he?" Alicia was surprised by Martin's reaction and informed Martin, "Lee is the janitor of the apartment where I reside."

Levi stood up he had thousand thiuts going through his herir he was already passing through a lot but goin bs k to square one was something that he did not want su all, he has been saving for years just to build up his own business but yo his dirosed everting just crashed, be fejt suffocated, he just wanted to let out the himilstin he felt he hated the way e ruin looked at him like a fslit, he was already tired, he was poor, a son of a Nobody He was tired of his life Levi was an itsilkain man, he just dark brown hair, black eyes, well catber bears that suited him, he had suited body, he was handsome with a stovtice hard face. After biding, Good beys, Adams left the resrurs, he had a s smirk

Levi tells me, already walking down the hall. "Okay," I murmur, still taking in the space. I don't know what I was expecting, but this is better than any place I could have imagined. The place is pristine. Grey and white walls, a matching dining table, and spotless white sofas. 'For a bachelor's house, it's surprisingly well organized.' "Yeah," I jump, startled by the sound of his voice. I didn't even hear him come back. I turn to find Levi a few feet away, an amused smirk on his face. "I have the housekeeper come in on Mondays, Thursdays and Sundays. But aside from that, I do some cleaning myself. I love keeping my things organized," Levi explains.

Levi's voice came around as he appeared with the upper buttons of his pyjamas loosed just as I'd imagined. My gaze traced his and it was then I realised my both hands were on the butler's chest, giving us a position that could arouse some assumptions. I quickly moved away from the butler and he bowed before walking into the kitchen. “I.. I'd actually bumped into him” I told Levi, clarifying. “Jessica will be giving me the abortion pills today, just so you know.” he said, briefly visiting the kitchen. I gulped hard. “And I'll be monitoring you closely, you dare not throw it out Soph” he continued as he walked out of the kitchen with a mug.