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Levy was wearing charcoal gray dress pants with a matching vest. He had no jacket, just the vest over a white dress shirt with rolled-up sleeves and the top three buttons undone, no tie. His clothes were clearly tailored and fit his body perfectly, making it possible to see his muscles outlined beneath the fabric. He wore sunglasses, and his short copper-colored hair was impeccably styled. His beard was neatly trimmed but kept very short, as if he hadn't shaved for two or three days. Unlike his sister, he had no freckles. He was truly a handsome man.

"What's your plan for today?" Jayden asked, rolling up his car window. Lea didn't answer right away, but instead looked closely at Jayden. Jayden looks very different today. He wore a light blue long-sleeved shirt, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, wore a dark blue tie that hung low around his neck, combined with black trousers and shiny black leather shoes. With one glance, Lea knew that everything that stuck so snugly on Jayden's athletic body were expensive items from famous brands.

She just stuck out her tongue at me. “I brought my clothes that I’m wearing tonight, so show me what you’re wearing.” I went to the closet and pulled everything out for her to give me her approval on what I wanted to wear. After, we both were going over make up, nails, and the hairstyle we both want. Not too long after Legion and Levi walks into the room. Levi was wearing blue jeans with a black belt, a white t-shirt that wasn’t button all the way up, a gray inner vest, and a black leather vest on top of the grey. Legion was wearing black pants, black button shirt, and a medium shade brown leather vest. I can’t believe just how sexy Levi looks in his outfit, and I guess he caught me staring

Almost like I was about to compete in a pageant. Levi’s text came in about forty minutes later, telling me to meet him by his car. I tugged on my best long socks, and for the first time since I started attending Moondew academy, I slipped into heeled boots. I left my hair down, brushing it until it glossed like ink across my shoulders. By the time I got downstairs, Levi was already waiting for me, leaning against his car like he belonged in some top magazine. Dark pants, white shirt, his leather jacket slung over one shoulder, because for obvious reasons, the dress code was not strict when it came to him.

KOOKIE: Dinnertime arrives faster than anticipated. One helper around the house gets Blue dressed in a pink dress Levi purchased for her. The both of us dress in our room. The dress is a black bodycon, flared at the end. It has a minimal design with golden stones sitting around the chest area, which has a little opening that shows my cleavage. “You look stunning,” Levi whispers from behind, closing in on me.

Levi scoffed before tossing his phone onto the couch, his gaze filled with disdain. Someone was knocking on the door after a while. Levi thought that the two hostesses whom he asked for had arrived. He had a hand supporting his forehead as he called out, "Come in." However, the door opened to Samantha walking in. She was dressed in the latest haute couture summer outfit—a white bodycon mini skirt paired with a light green camisole, revealing her collarbones. She had a Lady Dior handbag with her. Her camisole was cropped, showing her navel and slim waistline. She walked in four-inch high-heeled sandals, with their simple white straps wrapped around her dainty feet.

Would they leave a mark? My traitorous cock isn’t exactly giving me a straight answer by hardening to fucking steel. I grumble as I walk downstairs and see Levi, also known as Armata, waiting for me. He’s dressed in our usual attire of black cargo pants, boots, and a t-shirt, but his usual placid scent and demeanor is somehow gone. He seems rattled. “You okay, Lev?” I ask when I walk up to him and he gives me a terse nod. “I am,” he lies, but that’s where I’m leaving it. We head out towards the armored SUV and I start it up.

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.

One from Alejandro and the other from Nina. I scanned my closet in just my underwear, searching for the perfect fit. The last time I went to see Nina, I wasn’t my usual self, but now things were different. I was well aware of who I was and what she did to me. How she tried killing me because of a man. I could never forgive her. I stopped in front of an elegant beige colored long sleeve midi dress. This was it. Simple and classy. “Do you have a meeting?” Levi asked, entering the room. He was already dressed for work in a medium gray suit.

When his eyes landed on me, they never shifted, they relaxed in an instant, relief and something else flooding over his face like the thaw of the longest winter. Levi came to me with the fear of breaking a dream, each motion reluctant and guarded. His black woollen greatcoat unfastened, collar turned back against the October night and in place of his tidy business dress something baggy, in dark grey pants as silky to the touch as they looked and a black button-down shirt with rolled-up sleeves exposing forearms. Still immaculate, still classically Levi in his neurotic finicky fastidiousness and fine textures, but loose somehow. More human.