Levi From Inquisitormaster Novels & Stories

It seemed the computer screen was now connected to Quentin's webcam. But the one appearing on the screen was Levi. Levi's hair was sleek, and his temperament was cool. His clothes were expensive, highlighting his status. "Mr. Bass?" stammered the man, dumbfounded. His nervousness was understandable since Levi was the richest man in Imperium and the boss of a gang. He would never dare offend Levi. If he had known that it was Levi who had Quentin hack his computer, he wouldn't have resisted at all. Indifferent to his fearful expression, Levi spoke coldly. "How dare you help others frame Harriet? Choose a way to die."

I rose my head to face Levi with angry slitted eyes as he questioned my soaked clothes and the potion kit with Leila. “We did a dream retrieval ritual and it didn't end very well” Leila summarized things just as she threw me a set of fresh clothes. Of course, my sharp reflexes allowed me to catch them just in time even though I had no idea that she was rummaging through my closet to find me clothes, but I still shot her a sharp glare. “Is there something you need me to do sir? Anything” Levi offered with a tone of urgency, his unwavering loyalty pushing him to offer his services whenever I seemed to be in harm’s way as usual.

"Master, we want to train our obedience." Laura suddenly held onto me while Camilla crawled under my crotch. "Tonight, we'll serve you well. You're our master. Percy, please let me do this. Otherwise, I will get punished," Tiffany begged before scrambling on all fours toward me. "No way! I have to go!" Right then, Laura let out a sharp cry. "It's not up to you now. Ms. Elledge, get him!" Before I could react, Laura and Camilla pulled my pants down, and Tiffany opened her mouth…

Chapter 65 Lucien POV… I left the basement and returned to the master bedroom. Camila was still sleeping and Liam was trying to draw her blood. “That won’t help!” I spoke. When I saw such a long needle pierce her frail arm, I felt like it was my heart being pierced. “Have you found out anything?” Liam asked and shiny light flashed across his face. He could not hide the expectation on his face. “Things are a lot more complicated than I thought but I think that you have found yourself a test subject!” I said and I saw him frown.

Brown beautiful eyes, they are, the white behind it pearly, bearing the look of milk tainted with a drop of chocolate. He called himself Luivanne. “She speaks strangely and lacks the vigor of Madam Vaal,” the alewife urges. “She knows nothing of her achievements, either.” “That would be the emperor’s to judge, I believe,” Luivanne defends. “Let me take her to him.” Oh, boy, I tried—used violence, even. But it seems nothing of the sort works in this era. It does roll for him, actually. Maybe I didn’t do it right, which makes me only regret that the men are letting me go and it’s not by my doing.

Levi scoffed and said, “Lex, is this reverse psychology? Are you really that eager to see me and Philip fight so that you can reap the benefits?” After saying this, Levi threw the teapot in his hand to the ground, got up, and pointed at Lex. He said angrily, “Good for you, Lex Clarke! I’ve never seen you this way before. You’ve always kept a low profile in the branch family. I didn’t expect you to have such lofty ambitions too!”

did you find your girlfriend or what? Levi: No..just me..I want more information..in case something happened. He walked out of the room to go to Alex, and as soon as he found him he said seriously: Alex, I found my girlfriend.. Alex happily: Wow, that's really good..when and who? Levi: I don't think it's good.. she's human Alex shocked: Oh my God, your Mate is human! Levi: Yes, lower your voice, you idiot, and don't tell anyone, even Victor

"Okay. Okay, this is a joke. Is Asher in on it? Is this some billionaire hazing ritual?" "Maya." "No!" I tried to push past him. "I'm leaving. I'm going to call the police, and I'm going to—" Levi grabbed my wrist. He didn't yank me; he just held me there, an immovable object. "Look at me," he commanded. The voice wasn't human. It rumbled through my bones, vibrating in my chest. I looked. And I watched his eyes change. The amber didn't just glow; it ignited. The pupil expanded, then contracted into a slit. His face contorted, the bones shifting under the skin, his jaw widening, his teeth looking suddenly... sharper.

Clearing my throat, I tried to get rid of the smile, but that was harder than pummeling an enemy. Shaking the thought off. “You think Quinn is going to try something stupid?” I asked, willing myself into the role I was meant to play: the man with zero emotion and wouldn’t hesitate to kill if the opportunity showed up. “I don’t think, I know, boss.” Levi responded as he dropped some photographs on the table. “This was taken yesterday, and I would have told you about it but I needed to be sure.” He paused. I knew that wasn’t it, he just didn’t want to get in the way of Maeve and me, he didn’t want to bring up work talk when everywhere was supposed to be merry.

He goes after any and all injustice, and he's good with this shit. I met Levi my freshman year in college, and we've been thick ever since. He's not my lawyer just because of his intelligence and case record, but because of his personality, because of the man he is. A standup guy with a heart of gold and the instincts of a school of piranha scenting fresh blood in the dirty waters of the Amazon. And he loves fucking with anyone who fucks with me.