Daddy's Naughty Boy {erenxlevi}

Chapter 8: Attraction

Eren drove to the airport after Mikasa got inside the car and brought a red and black Chanel bag filled with food, make up and water. She wouldn't stop talking about her new job and how she was going to present many of the Italian wonders to tourists.

My mom didn't really like me using such a flashy top, so I covered myself with a black leather jacket Eren had in the back of the car.

"You know, I heard the museums down in Rome, Florence and even Venice are beautiful. Did you know the Renascence era of the Greek-Latin culture was there? the roots of beauty, yet pragmatism." Eren used his smooth, yet deep and husky voice to mention some history facts whilst glancing at mom.

I looked out at the window, but attentively listening to his vast knowledge. My eyes were drawn to my mom, noticing how she was admiring the man, nodding in total attention.

His hands held onto the wheel as the veins from his hands and arms began getting noticeable with the steaming hot sun and the growing sweat against his carmel skin. The shirt was stuck to it too, and since it was white, his abs and pecs dangerously stood out.

Levi looked up at the ceiling, remembering how harsh he had been with his small mouth against his cock. He seemed to like frail girls... the short skirts and innocent glances drove him crazy. Men like him are looking for commitment, a poor thing to breed and impregnant with their babies. He probably wants to breed me, to give me his babies, so we can live together and alone. If I was able to get pregnant, we'd probably have such beautiful children.

"Levi!" I shake my head softly, glancing over at my mom. "O-oh, um, yes?"
"I heard we'd be staying at a pretty, big house! It's filled with Roman statues." She excitedly clapped her hands.

Eren is also very rich, I'd probably get spoiled so much!

Levi gulped and looked over at Eren, "Daddy, I'm afraid... what if Rome isn't what I wish it was? What if people stare and judge me because I don't look manly?" He asked, looking up at the rear view mirror.

Eren looked back at him and fell silent for some seconds as he assimilated what I had called him at first, clearing his throat. "Levi, you will be yourself regardless. No one can tell you how to dress based on your gender or sexuality." He assertively said, "Italy is a big, open and libertarian country, you'll do fine in Rome."

I sighed and nodded, making an innocent, yet pitiful face, "Yes, daddy..."

He clenched on the wheel as I looked down at his crotch. He was hard! Mikasa fell asleep while listening to her songs as my mom looked out the window in a distracting hypnosis. Our eyes met and he placed two of his fingers against his lips and tilted his head a little downward, slowly sliding his tongue between them. The saliva hanging on his fingers looked extremely lewd and I puff my cheeks, looking away in defeat.

"We're here." He finally says, parking in front of the private jet.

"No way... a PRIVATE-" my mom then interrupts me, "Mhm! Eren's company is very successful. Being a CEO to such a big enterprise brings us several advantages." She beamed.

"The bags are in the back of the car, I'll go get them." Eren spoke up, exiting the car with the rest of us. I'd have to travel a few hours to go from my new house to my Uni, but I could totally get used to it.

After everything was taken care of, we hopped in the jat and, as quickly as they came, two butlers grabbed our things and took responsibility for them as we made our ways to the seats.

I watch as my mom and Eren sit down together and they normally talk, as they usually do every morning since I arrived. He is lying to her face, his actions are cruel and he is probably thinking of hell worthy sceneries where a certain raven is featured in.

I sit down by Mikasa's side and she suddenly starts tapping my shoulder. "We haven't really talked, maybe because I was always busy at work." She rolled her eyes with a grin, "are you excited to visit one of them most prestigious countries in Europe?"

I widen my eyes and clear my throat as my eyes avert from the brunet man. "Oh, yeah, totally. Your father's talk about the poets and stuff from centuries ago got me all riled up for it." I did my best to sound truthful, so hopefully she doesn't understand just how much of a fuck I didn't give.

Eren was going, and that's what mattered. "I know right? I'm majoring in History, you know, historian?" She smiled.

She continued talking, on and on and I feel myself dissociating from reality. It was all boring, I couldn't focus. Maybe I'll sound disrespectful if she asks about what she had been talking about once she understands something is off about me, but I don't really care right now.

I just wanted to touch him in front of her and my mom and let them head the absolute shock of me claiming his stupid body for myself.

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that was a really short chapter, but i don't really wanna keep any of y'all waiting much more time xD