Levi Ackerman As Your Boyfriend Novels & Stories

Daniella replied. "I know your job can be tough. You've told me how demanding it is. I know it's not easy," Becky said. Daniella sneered and hummed. "Are you thinking of quitting?" Becky asked further. "No!" "By the way, how's your boyfriend, Sam?" "Sam? Hmm... it's better to be single than to have a guy like him as a boyfriend. He's poor, and he doesn't dress well. Sometimes, I feel embarrassed going out with him."

"Elara, I closed a big deal tonight. Bought some prime steak. Come home early, I'll cook for you. Love you." Seeing that glaring "Love you," my stomach turned. I leaned over a trash can and dry heaved. What an actor. One second he's mourning his "disabled" first love, the next he's playing the devoted fiancé. In the past, I would have replied with joy. Now, my fingers shook as I typed a numb reply: "Busy at the gallery. Be back later." When I got back to our old apartment building in Brooklyn, the black Bentley was already parked on the corner.

He pulled Damon close and wouldn't let go. Damon was smiling sweetly in Johann's arms, making the old man blush with joy. When I turned my gaze back to Lewis, I saw the mocking smile in his eyes. "Alicia Chapman, you're something else. Back when I was young and naive, you played me into being your boyfriend. I can't believe I actually dated an older woman like you. I never would've guessed you'd secretly gotten pregnant with my kid. "And you've raised him to be such a sweet-talker. You're trying to use him to win over Grandpa Johann and keep a leash on me, aren't you?"

Her nose implant was knocked clean off. "You bitch! How dare you cheat on me? You're that desperate for action, huh? You even got me infected with syphilis! I'm going to fucking kill you, you bitch!" Joseph lost it, too. He started kicking Mabel's stomach over and over. "Bitch! If it weren't for you, Stephanie would never have broken up with me! If it weren't for you, I'd already be the chairman of Empire Group! "Go to hell, you fucking slut!"

I answer His jaw ticks but I can't seem to find the switch to shut my mouth "Why don't you just go back to your new toy huh? Leave me alone,this is Ronan's role so stop mixing up yourself for your brother." I spit with so much venom. "Step-brother." I huff, "Whatever you want Brandon. You don't have any right to act all possessive with me,you're not my boyfriend." "Your so called boyfriend didn't even notice your state back there,he didn't come after you and here you are saying it's his role, he's just a pathetic loser." "Stop! I don't care about your opinion Brandon,just go back to Bree." "So this is about Bree?"

Leo was getting out of the car, looking up at me with confusion and awkwardness. "Hey, Luke. How's everything going?" He waved his hand at me, looking apologetic. How's everything going?! Hmm, let me think about it. You set my bedroom on fire with my girlfriend chained to the bed! I specifically told you to set up a fire in the kitchen, where there's fire-resisting material and everything! But I can't really stay mad at Leo, because, well, he's Leo. He's like the brother that I have never had. Plus, I felt so satisfied that this mishap had brought me and Louisa much closer to each other.

Kelsey paused for a moment, "No, it's not like that ... he's a keeper, right?" Julie raised her eyebrows, "Of course he's a keeper, he's the most responsible boyfriend you've ever had, he's a future businessman, smart and mature, he's a total keeper," she complimented him. "I'm glad you approve," Kelsey was amused. She stared at her best friend who was so caught up in whatever she was working on in her laptop. "How are things with you and Preston?" she asked. Julie shrugged a shoulder, "It's fine." Trying to get her to talk specifics is like trying to pry open a can without a can opener.

However, I was more focused on the change in reaction on Aryo's face, he was adorable. "Yes, Beautiful Aunt ...." Oh, Aryo's soft, seductive voice. I'm jealous. "Can we meet? I-" The woman's voice trailed off. It was her phone call that I stopped. "Mister Levi?" He asked, looking shocked that I had snatched his phone back. "Just send a message!" I gave him the phone, with the condition, "Say your typing out loud!" Crazy! How am I different from pubescent girls when I look jealous like this? Does it show on my face? My attitude?

For a moment, there's silence. Then Levi tilts his head to the side, eyebrows scrunched like he can't understand what I just said and a look on his face as if he can’t decide whether to laugh or shake his head at me in pity. There's a note of mockery in Levi's voice as he repeats slowly, "You're my brother's girlfriend." I don't know if I should nod or bash his face in with my clenched fists. I might have the force of my anger with me, but that doesn't mean I can take Levi on. He's still a man, with thicker bone density and more height and body mass than me.

"What's going on?" "Liam's flying back today." "Oh. The boyfriend." "The boyfriend." "You don't sound thrilled." "I'm thrilled," I said, in a tone that convinced absolutely nobody, least of all myself. "Uh huh." She leaned in, dropping her voice slightly, though there was nobody nearby to hear us anyway. "Is this a good nervous or a bad nervous?" "I don't know. Both. Neither." "Very helpful, thank you." "I've had him for three years, Amara, I should know how I feel about him landing at an airport. I genuinely don't."