Novelas y relatos de Levi Ackerman Outfits

Alex and Jessica both were warriors and were dedicated to the Pack. Lacie went with black leather pants, a lace black top with a cami underneath and black heels. Lily was sporting a green leather mid-thigh dress with short sleeves and black ankle boots. Monica was all black – black mini skirt with black corset style top and black heels. I chose my signature black skinny jeans, black tank with my black leather jacket and black leather heeled boots.

It doesn’t really hurt, but it is uncomfortable and weird, especially knowing what they are doing and why I can feel it. Levi can clearly see the discomfort on my face, so he decides to do what he does best: talk. "Do you remember way back in the days, when you came in to shoot the show wearing that oversized t-shirt and pajama bottoms and your hair was up in a messy bun?" I smile and answer, "Unfortunately, but I am surprised you do. Not one of my better-dressed days, I had overslept… also way back, it’s not that long ago."

He wasn’t shirtless like the others, and Vero felt disappointed by that. “She’s buying lemonade.” Lev took off his black sunglasses and tucked them into his shirt collar. Vero was startled when she realized Lev was looking at her coldly. Did she do something wrong?

However, his loyal crushes didn't even care about those comments. I avoided him in multiple ways. Until one night in the middle of the semester, I saw him. I was on my way to an integration event where the lower and upper semester guys were going to be together. I was dressed in a black skirt and black blouse. I had brown hair and brown eyes, my face looked round. I saw Jared leaning against a tree as if he was having difficulty walking. No one had seen him because everyone was busy at the mid-semester event. I decided to approach for the first time, I confirmed that it was Jared Ackerman, the most loved by the girls in college.

“Fuck I told you not to call me that! What the fuck?” It was Lev, standing like a corporate slave instead of a CEO with that outfit of his that hugs his body well—I raised a brow at him and he mirrored me as I swept my eyes down his outfit. Yep. Lev knows how to dress. And somehow I now need to get Ash into a skin fit three piece suit just like that. Yep—I just imagined something and I like it. Ashley would look good in a navy blue suit—his perky butt will—

The gates opened slowly, like a portal to another world. Levi's Slate stood at the entrance like he knew I was coming. His suit was sharp and black as always, his shoes were Givenchy, and he wore a Rolex. And I had just noticed he wore earrings. Diamonds to be precise. He's expression didn't change as he saw me. He cleared his throat. “You’re early again,” he said. “It's a habit,” I responded. He's gaze moved from my box to my fit. I wore a backless lilac body con top, a low-waist baggy jeans, and my Prada loafers.

That was their initial plan, but Akira changed it at the last minute! “Speaking of the devil….” Akira whispered, “Come in.” The door opened, and there Leon appeared. He was wearing formal clothes but upgraded to be more liberated. Today, Leon is wearing an unbuttoned red polo, and his chiseled chest is on display. He then partnered his shirt with black pants and leather black shoes. As usual, Leon tied his hair back. Leon stared at Akira. He fell silent for a moment. Akira was wearing the same dress she wore when she first met Leon at the bar, but this time, it was black. She didn’t tie her hair this time so the people at the bar wouldn’t easily see her tattoo.

This time, I didn't dread the ceremony. "You look stunning," Levi said the moment I stepped out of the house with Canon in my arms. His voice came out a little hoarse, and his face flushed a soft pink. He was dressed in a tailored gray outfit that matched mine in structure and tone—sharp shoulders, embroidered cuffs—but his had a richer, duskier palette. His usually messy brown curls were slicked back for once, making him look even more like someone out of a painting of old royalty. "You actually wore the earrings?" he asked, his eyes landing on the blue diamond studs in my ears.

"We'll be there soon, but I thought we should talk a bit about our alibi first." His tone is harsh, but contains a slight hint of a joke. "Oh. That," I reply. I follow him and we begin to walk at a leisurely pace along the path that wound around the park. I couldn't help but bring my hands to my arms to rub them, as at this instant I feel like I might freeze to death. Levi notices and takes off his jacket in one fluid motion. Underneath the garment he wears an impeccable white shirt and a gray vest that matched his eyes. The defined musculature of his arms is easily drawn over both garments.

All of us turned around and saw Mr Ackerman in the doorway. I stood up as soon as I saw him walking towards me. His appearance shocked me. He looked so much younger with the way he dressed and styled himself. He wore a black blazer, grey shirt tucked inside and a white silk tie. His short blonde hair was styled neatly and his beard trimmed. He was dressed casually but elegantly. But most importantly, he looked cool! Daniel asked me, "You look young. How old are you?" "Nineteen." Mr Ackerman asked them, "Aren't you guys leaving?"