Levi Ackerman Smiling Mga Nobela at Kwento

Typical. Levi’s rebound rate is impeccable, because just as quickly as the sour look appeared on his face, it dissolves, replaced by that bright, charming smile. He snakes an arm around me, leaning in close. “I like your dress,” he murmurs, his voice vibrating in my ear as a shiver skates up my spine.

Levi sat at his desk, reviewing the final Q4 projections on his screen, numbers blurring slightly after a long day of back-to-back meetings. His phone buzzed against the polished wood. **Avery:** Still here? He smiled before he could stop himself—a small, involuntary curve of his lips that had become more frequent lately. **Levi:** Still here. **Avery:** Come find me. He didn’t hesitate. He saved his work, shut down the monitor, and stood, rolling his shoulders to ease the stiffness that had settled there.

She nodded, giving him a warm hug before he set out on his journey back home. A tiring journey it was indeed with Akeelah's never ending screech echoing throughout the journey. Levi showed no interest in why Akeelah screeched too much, his mind was centered on the relationship he believed existed between him and Zina. He smiled, recalling the past events they had shared together, her smiles and how he was her knight in shining armour. Much later, Levi found himself in front of his mini hut. He heaved a sigh of relief as he walked into his home with cobwebs and dusty counters everywhere.

Levi said as he smiles so wide. Despite the pain, he feels all over his body, Levi couldn't help but be happy. Especially when he opened the fridge and found a Tupperware with a cooked meal. His heart wanted to jump out of his because of too much joy. [Hello, Levi? You okay, man?] Levi heard his best friend Carlson asked on the other line when he picked up the phone. "Yeah, man. I'm fine." Levi answered while smiling. [How's your face, man?] He asked again.

Levi asked, announcing his presence. I turned to face Levi, my eyes still burning with unshed tears. His expression was a mix of curiosity and concern, but I wasn’t sure if it was genuine. “I’m fine,” I snapped, trying to sound more confident than I felt. “Just need a moment.” Levi stepped closer, his gaze lingering on me with a faint, unsettling smile. “You know, Amanda, you don’t have to put on a brave face for me. I’m here to help you, after all.”

That too-bright smile that meant she was tipsy—or trying to be seen. And beside her? No, is it really him? I actually blinked twice. But it was him. Levi. What the hell? Since when do they even know each other? They were laughing over drinks, their heads tilted close, stealing bites from what looked like some kind of overpriced dessert. Her fingers brushed his as she reached for another spoonful. Levi grinned like a fucking golden retriever. I sank back in my booth, partially hidden by a curved pillar. Watching. Assessing.

He seriously stated – which earned a loud and hearty laugh from Levi. Even Tristan, who was seriously standing beside him, couldn’t help but to smile a bit. He was just trying to cover it up by pursing his lips together. “What the heck was that man! You are hilarious. You’re getting cheesier, bro! I can’t believe that you can be this.” Levi commented with a big smile on his face while shaking his head. Denver smirked at him. “And I can’t wait for the both of you to feel this, either.” He sardonically replied, but his cousin just shook his head.

I want my pictures and sucky, lucky time. “Just talking to Rick, letting him know we are heading out,” he smiled down at me. “Let's get you home. We got a photoshoot to set up.” “Yay!” I smiled widely, wrapping my arms around Valentine's neck as he lifted me slightly, setting me down to where my feet are on top of his feet, walking like I’m a little kid and making me giggle. Levi POV “What do you mean you can't get onto pack lands anymore? I thought you were the Alpha b**h or something like that?”

The heat coming off me is almost too much to take. Levy clinks his bottle with the bottle opener in his hand. “Guys, I have something to say,” he starts. I watch as he stands taking in his broad chest in his customary black T-shirt with the gang’s logo on it. Tight as hell black jeans that hug his fine hips and strong legs. I could crawl all over him like a baby monkey. For now, I make do with crossing my legs and clenching my thighs together. “Better not be some lengthy speech that’s gonna make us all emotional, Man,” Lex says. Levy shoots him a fuck you look that makes my momma chuckle. I love to hear her laughing; it’s a sound I will never get over.

Levi squeezed my hand, his mask a sleek black piece with silver accents dangling from his fingers. “Ready, Love?” he murmured, his voice low and coaxing. “We have to put on a show tonight. Mum’s expecting us to look like the perfect couple.” I adjusted my own mask, a delicate lace affair that framed my eyes in mystery, and forced a nod. “Yeah. Let’s get through this.” He chuckled softly, but there was an edge to it. “Smile for the cameras, babe. Act like you can’t get enough of me.” His words were playful, but they carried the weight of an order.