Levi Cup Hold Novels & Stories

If I wasn’t mistaken… some were vibrators. I swallowed thickly as Levi selected two things from the shelf. He turned to face me, brandishing one in his hand—it hummed with a low, powerful vibration even without touching anything. My gaze drifted to the other item he held: not rope, but wide, thin strips of leather, coiled neatly and impossibly long. “Strip… Iyabov moya.” His command was firm, his grin sharp. “I’ll let you taste heaven… and hell.”

I think he’s waiting for you, Zar. Fuck. That’s what I was afraid of. I’m hoping to be able to minimise my interactions with him between now and Friday, but apparently not. I hurry outside and down the street towards the café. ‘He just left,’ Morgan says. ‘He’s hanging around outside,’ Lance adds. “Zoe,” I hear a voice call, and I look up to see Levi’s grinning face, holding out a coffee in a to-go cup and a bag that smells like heaven. “Hey,” I say as I walk up to him.

My mate; Alpha Levi. He was 6’3” of pure muscle, clad in a black turtleneck and deep red velvet trousers. His dark hair which shimmered under the rays of the chandelier above us was gel and a few strands left to fall into the face—his signature look. A black earring dangle for only one of his ears, light eyebrows, sharp pointed nose and red lips that made me want to taste them, to know if it tasted like it looked, strawberry. Leon scoffed, turned, and hurried out. The maid scurried away too, leaving me alone with Levi.

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.

A groan rumbled from my throat, glancing at the wristwatch before darting my eyes over to Louis who leaned against the car, his brows tugging together in a frown as he glanced back and forth between the entrance and the phone in his grasp. I knew that he was also frustrated because why couldn’t she keep to the damned time? Levi came down the small steps, draped in a tailored forest green suit that seemed to fit him better than it should. Louis and I decided to wear the same brand of suit, but Levi could be too much sometimes because there were times when he just wanted to stand out. He held a glass of wine, stopping mid-away on the step while a smile spread across his face as he took a quick

My phone was on my lap, the screen was dark, until I tapped it and read Levi’s last text. “Be there in 20 minutes. I will help you pack the rest. Anything you want from the apartment?” I replied with a short list. A few journals. My favourite coffee mug. My navy blazer. I kept the message brief, but I knew Levi would read between the lines. He always did.

After Levi was released from custody, he didn't return back to his company and instead went to his condo. Upon arriving inside his condo, he walked to his kitchen, after which he opened his refrigerator and took out a bottle of wine from it. With the bottle of wine in his possession, Levi returned to his living room and sat down on the sofa. “I can't believe Annabelle did this to me and set me up”. Levi suddenly said as he adjusted the tie on his neck. Soon, he opened the wine and found himself drinking directly from it without using a cup.

Two men sat opposite each other, one held a glass cup on his hand sipping from it ,while the other sat with one of his leg resting on the couch and his other leg dangling. “ Why are you staring at me like that ” Leviathan said as he sipped from his cup. He sat on the right side with his legs crossed. He wore a white polo and blue jean trouser, he used his knuckles to surpport his head as he glared at Asmodeus who had been staring at him since God knows when. Asmodeus chuckled and tore his eyes away from Levithan as he straightened his black polo top. “ I wasn't staring at you, I was just thinking about..... ”

My fingers grazed the cool, smooth wood of its body. Levy's smile remained, but his eyes seemed to flicker with an unreadable intensity. "Indeed it is. It's an old pack heirloom. Used for… specific purposes. To light it, you just need to hold the lid." My hand, already reaching, paused. The lid? A strange instruction. Most lanterns had a switch, or a wick to light. This felt different. But Levy was watching me, his expression open, inviting. There was no warning in his tone, no hint of danger. My curiosity, always keen, surged forward.

Levi King is the polar opposite of his little brother. While they resemble one another, Levi is just as tall as Devin, standing at six-foot-two, lean and muscular. Dark, soulfully deep brown eyes lined with long, dark curly lashes that would make most girls green with envy. Light brown hair that he keeps shaved at the sides and tied up most of the time in a man bun. Levi is through and through the bad boy next door. Rides a motorbike, need I say more? His laidback persona only adds to his sex appeal. He’s ever so charming and has a smile so gorgeous it will melt the panties right off you. Unlike Devin, who is the responsible one, Levi doesn’t like to be tied down. He’s all about living and e