Levi Ackerman Aesthetic Novels & Stories

“I’ll give you my phone and you can order anything you like on the way home. You do remember that we do have people at the house that can cook for her.” “Yes, but I like to cook for her, and I also enjoy cooking.” “Just get your clothes on, so we can get going.” He turns his back to me as if he didn’t want to look at me anymore and he starts looking through his phone. I get dressed as fast as I could so we’re able to get back home. After I get my clothes on that I follow Levi to his car which looked to be a 2021 black Acura mdx and as soon as we get in my eyes couldn’t believe all the toys this SUV has in it. I was so in aww that I didn’t even notice that Levi was trying to hand me his phone

I take a minute to detach from the pleasure of knowing I stopped the breath in his chest to inspect the look in his eyes. Levi looks enraptured, but not in the way a man would be enraptured by the sight of a woman he loves. Levi looks like he’s just seen the prettiest object he has in a while. And like he’s picking out a pretty object he nods, tone lofty as he declares, “She’ll take it. Add a pair of heels, and can you get someone to touch up her hair and makeup a bit? Put it all on my tab.” Despite the fact that he’s just revealed he has an open tab at a high-end clothing store for women, Levi seems oblivious to the rest of what happens, staring at his phone continuously each time.

“ So, why not let me drive you?” Honestly, taking his offer was the right thing to do but—— she raised her head sharply and glared at him. “ This does not change anything .” “Of course not, it's only a temporary truce and I am just doing what a brother should have done years ago.” Levy stared at his expression before shuddering. “ Can you stop? You...I didn’t know that you were this cheesy!” “ I am not being cheesy.” Jacob led her to the pack’s parking lot, unlike many packs Logan liked having everything chic and luxurious, so instead of making a simple outdoor parking lot. He made one that was super refined but somehow it was still functional to the max, with a sleek and aesthetic frame wit

Anna raised her chin stubbornly, "Fifty points, you promised." She will never lose to this man! Anna gave Liam a strong look like a declaration of war, then turned and left. Liam stretched out his hand, trying to call out to her, but finally put down his hand again. "Okay! You’re a little fish, no matter how far you swim, you can't escape Liam Ackerman’s pond!" Anna left the Ackman Group building. On the way back to SN, she was thinking about the kind of design Liam would like, which should meet his taste, highlight the value of the product, and make people feel refreshed at the bright new idea.

Acker's POV: The air was filled with a scent of lemon, a strange choice for a car scent but I wasn't going to complain as long as it didn't disturb me. Acker's POV: The air was filled with a scent of lemon, a strange choice for a car scent but I wasn't going to complain as long as it didn't disturb me. But my focus wasn’t on the car or how comfortable the leather seats were. My focus was on her - Alicia Stevens. The girl I had taken to bed that night after I had returned to the US to check on my investments.

He flexed his hands, clenching and unclenching his fists as he repeated the motions a few times until he was used to the brass knuckles and felt confident enough he could punch someone without hurting himself in the process. Half an hour later, Levi made his way to his car, his box tucked safely under his arm. Mrs Ackerman was still at his place, cleaning out the fridge when he arrived. He spent a few minutes reminding her about the importance of discretion; she could certainly learn a thing or two from Angela. There'd be no raise for her for a very long time. "I'm sorry," she replied meekly, her head cocked to the side slightly. "I thought the lass knew."

Levi quickly swiveled to face him, careful to protect the unconscious beauty sprawled out in the backseat of the truck. Dr. Ackerman approached slowly, his palms exposed at his hips. “Levi, I need to check her. She's bleeding pretty bad.” For the first time, Levi smelled the metallic scent of blood on his mate. He mentally scolded himself for losing control—something he never did.

It was clearly a rare find, something that would cost a fortune to replace. “I’m so sorry,” she repeated, scrambling to gather the broken parts and place them back on the shelf. “I didn’t know you were there, and I just…” Levi’s smile didn’t waver as he folded his arms behind his back, his posture relaxed yet commanding. His green eyes, usually cold and calculating, were warmer now, almost playful. They gleamed against the contrast of his silver hair, which was tousled just enough to be effortlessly stylish. His chiseled jawline and broad shoulders completed the picture, making him look every bit the modern-day Adonis.

The skyline bleeding into the lake in the distance. Simple. Elegant. Intentional. Just how I wanted it. Another ping. Tomi’s update. The team was in position. Tabs were being kept. Movements logged. Patterns forming. I locked my phone and leaned back. Everything was going accordingly, just how I liked it. Except the stylist was still talking, something about draping and silhouettes and how “this shade of ivory would soften anybody’s aura.” I didn’t even look at her. “That’s enough.”