He was mysterious, dangerous, cold, insensitive, and down right rude.
But-
He loved you to hell and back. No matter what, no one would have you, except him. Not even if you didn't love him back.
Why?
He's Levi Ackerman. That's why.
𝙽𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 �...
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She woke up in a room foreign to her. The color grey took up most of the room. Black and white inhabited the rest. Plain.
What occurred to get her here?
She rubbed her eyes, makeup still present on her face. Her dress was still on, someone took off her heels.
"Don't touch me!"
"I will touch what belongs to me!" He grabbed her wrist, pulling her towards the ballroom floor. There was classical piano music playing in the background. Perfect for a waltz.
"Dance with me." He commanded.
Him. It's his fault she's here.
Escape.
That was the first word that entered her mind.
Quickly escape, before he can come back.
She pulled the thick blanket off of her. (Y/n) leaped to the ground, hissing from the cold feeling on her feet from the wooden floor. But now was no time to complain.
Running to the closet, she opened it and found a long coat to cover her body. Throwing it on, she ran to the only door in the room and put her ear to it.
"Eren you bastard!" She screamed. Eren brought in drinks and food. But Levi wouldn't let her attention be divided.
He gripped her chin with his thumb and forefinger. Forcefully turning her to face him. His other arm was wrapped around her waist.
"Don't look at him. Only me. I haven't seen you in so long, yet you don't care for me at all?" His voice sounded oddly disappointed. Like he expected her to fall to her knees and beg for forgiveness.
Her brows furrowed and she laced poison in her voice, "I spent the last couple of months running from you! Why would I be happy to see you."
"Because I'm your husband! We played your game of chase. I won." He growled back at her. Levi would not take 'no' for an answer anymore.
"Ex-Fiancé! Ex! And this isn't a game, this is my freedom, Levi Ackerman. And I will have it." She promised.
Silence. It seemed to be clear. Opening the door slowly, she found the hallway empty. The tired and terrified girl exited and ran down the hall, there was no way of telling where the exit was. The carpet was white, not a mark anywhere.
Just like him to keep everything clean.
Stairs!
Her feet practically danced down the stairs as she felt the taste of freedom. As she glanced out the window, she could tell that her current location was on the third floor.
"You can't keep me in here!" She growled as Levi pushed her into her current room. The plain colors reminded her of Levi. Void of life and no emotions.
He locked the door from the other side. Levi yelled to her, "This is your room, our room. And until you realize that you cannot escape me, you will stay in there."
"I hate you!" She screamed as tears flowed down. The makeup smudged and ran down her face.
"(L/n)." His voice made her stop in her tracks. A shiver went down her spine. Just as she reached the second floor, she was met with the short man in a suit. His hair was slicked back with oils. In his hand was coffee and a plate of pancakes, (insert topping) were thrown on top.
Her favorite. How did he know?
Before she could react he dropped the plate and rushed toward her. Just as quick, she grabbed the nearest item, a lamp. The women shattered it over his head.
He groaned in pain, a small trickle of blood flowed down his face. Now, he was pissed.
(Y/n) ran right back up the stairs, searching for an escape. Another set of stairs? She ran to the roof of the building.
"Get back here (L/n)!"
"If you want me, come and get me!" You challenged one of the most dangerous men in the continent. Your hair was tangled and messy, makeup ruined from tears, and dress wrinkled. But he still found you beautiful.
Levi smirked, despite red blood falling from a gash in his head, he felt confident. "Don't disappoint me, (L/n)!" He laughed. A mad man. That's what he is.
