Levi From Inquisitormaster の小説・ストーリー

Levi's breath quickened, a mixture of determination and apprehension filling the air around him. As he focused his gaze on the mysterious wolf, a knot of uncertainty tightened in his stomach. The creature's presence was like an unwelcome shadow, a reminder that danger could be lurking even in the midst of the familiar. Levi's brow furrowed with a mixture of concern and resolve. This wolf was no ordinary member of the pack; it was a spy, an infiltrator. Just as Fester had suspected.

Levi It hurts!..

The tension grew with each passing minute, and it became clear that Levi was not interested in pleasantries or easy answers. I wasn't too As he fired off one demanding question after another, I stood my ground, determined to showcase my resilience and competence. Levi's stern look bore into me, searching for any sign of weakness or hesitation. He was a master at extracting the truth, delving into the depths of my experience and knowledge.

Gaia cooed, dragging her fingers through my hair as she shifted closer, “You’re still upset, aren’t you? About that blind pup? You don’t have to think about her anymore. I’m here now. I’ll make you forget her.” “Can you?” I murmured, cupping her face and staring at her wide dark green eyes. An image of Aquamarine’s bloodshot eyes immediately flashed in my mind. I closed my eyes and bit my tongue. But before I could push Gaia away, the door opened without a knock. Levi. Levi stepped inside, holding something in his hand. His eyes were cold and his lips were pressed to a thin line. He didn’t spare Gaia a glance. He didn’t even bow. He just marched straight to me.

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.

The ringing sound of the doorbell follows. “Coming!” I get up and head to the door to find out who it is and what the person wants. I can't think of anyone who will be at the door this late at night. “How can I help you?” I question, scanning the unfamiliar figure I meet behind the door. His All-black clothing makes me instantly suspicious of him. “Are you Valery Hale?” The stranger asks back with his hands behind his back. How does he know my name? “Yes. How can I help you?” I ask again, still trying to decode his intentions.

"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.