The Contract (levi x reader)

chapter twenty one

Levi's pov

I FUCKING hate being separated from y/n.
The feeling alone gives me this weird vibe that I can never explain.
My piece of shit mother made me leave the room after my little stunt while she was getting fitted in her dress.
So I took the liberty to make a few preparations for thay fateful night at the ball.
I have no doubt in my mind that shes  ready to face the backlash she's bound to face being my wife. I only worry about what she'll do when she sees him again.

I've done my own digging, and I found that he plans to bring a plus one, but I'm not sure who he plans to bring just yet.
I didn't care enough to do anymore research than that.

I admire my mother's petty nature, i know she knows the dress she was fitting for y/n was the dress y/n wore for Thomas at the first charity event she ever went to.
I know this because after the damn event my mother talked Kenny's ear off about it for weeks. She thought the dress didn't do her enough justice.

But I thought she was beautiful.

But i would be lying if I said I didn't fantasize, waltzing into that stupid event with her on my arm in the very dress that made her shitty ex fall for her.
Among other fantasies of mine of her in that dress.
I dimmed the lights to the apartment as I stared at my endless amounts of emails I had on the work laptop I keep at home. My eyes were starting to strain and I wanted nothing more than to relieve this pent up tension I felt towards it.
It has been hours since I last saw y/n, and the hard on I got from watching her act all seductive in that dress made me want to rip it to shreds right Infront of her and dick her down right ontop of it.

I take a deep breath and close my eyes for a second, trying to soothe the ache in my head from staring at the screen for to long.

Work is never over for me, as much as I'd love for it to be.
I just started working on my emails, when my relentless distraction walks back into my life.

Y/n walks through the front door to our apartment late that evening, with that same beautiful, pouty expression she always wore when I teased her. I looked up from my position on the couch with my laptop resting against my lap, thankfully concealing it from her heated gaze. I kicked my feet up against the dark wood of the coffee table and look in her direction with a gaze I can only assume was enough to set her off again.

"Really?" She asks with a low growl. I loved when she acted bratty like this, it was a challenge to me.

A challenge of control.

I swipe my tongue against my bottom lip, illiciting the reaction I desperately wanted to see from her. Her cheeks turned the most beautiful shade of pink I had ever seen.

"Really, what my loving wife." I snicker as I look down at my laptop again, reviewing pointless emails that were sent to me about sponsorships or brand deals i didn't care to review. This only seemed to anger her even more. She ran her hand through her hair and sighs.

"Infront of your mom? Really?" She hisses. I fein ignorance and keep typing up a pointless email about how I look forward to speaking to these business moguls at the charity event this weekend.

"What did I do again?" I hide my smirk under my usual scowl.
She walks over to where I sat and swipes through her phone. I glance up from the computer screen and at her hands. She was so cute when she was angry, and I loved seeing her try to be right all the time.

I wasn't surprised when she couldn't find the message I previously sent her.
I acted as uninterested in her as I could as I turned my attention back towards the computer.

You shouldn't have left your phone unlocked, princess.

I gave a sigh, feigning my anger and frustration as she realizes the message is gone.
"Are you done? I'm busy." I growl and click on a new email.