I was startled awake when someone threw a shrilled scream.
"Get the fuck out," Levi snapped as soon as he saw who screamed. A tiny girl with pale skin stood in the middle of the sitting area of the suite, the glass door of the bedroom was opened. She was shooting daggers at me.
Goddamn, didn't she have any manners?
"Who are you?" She asked, glaring at me. Her face was so much caked in makeup that it made me want to throw up for her.
"Get. Out, Cheryl," Levi said lowly, in a tone that meant do not mess with me. Damn, so that was Cheryl.
That bitch—
"But she—" she started
"Nia, you are free to punch her," Levi said, "If you feel like it,"
Hell yes!
"Hello, Cheryl," I smiled widely, that kind of smile that I knew crept many girls. I rose slightly and leaned my back against the headboard, making Levi rest his head on my stomach using it as his personal pillow.
Her face stricken, then the realization hit her face and she paled. As if she knew me as if she knew the horrors I'd done. "You—you," she gulped, "You are the Nia Kasana,"
"Oh, I'm always the Nia Kasana," I said running my fingers slowly through Levi's hair. Her eyes followed the movement and swallowed again.
She turned to Levi, "You don't like to cuddle. And you don't let anyone touch your hair,"
"Just get out, Cheryl," Levi snarled "you are invading our personal space,"
"I just— I thought you would like to see me," she said quietly, twirling a strand of her hair.
"Well, you thought wrong. Now get the fuck out so I can have some time with my girl," he snapped and pointed to the door. He was so tense, that I was afraid he'd spring up from the bed and leash on Cheryl.
"Your girl? She isn't your girl, Levi. She is just playing with you. She will ruin you," she said entering the bedroom through that glass door.
"Don't test me, Cheryl, I am telling you this one last time before I throw you out. Get. Out." He gritted through his teeth
"Levi—"
"Just stop talking already," I said irritated, "Can't you see you are not wanted here? Don't you have some self-respect?"
"Shut your—"
"Who the hell even let you enter the fucking suite?!" Levi almost yelled, "Fuck, just get out already,"
Levi was about the remove the comforter from above him and step out, but I tightened my hold on him, "Let me,"
There was no way in hell I was going to let that bimbo get the fine view of Levi in his underwear. Over my dead body.
I got out and stood beside the bed, coming eye to eye with the girl.
She glanced me up and down and tsk, "I almost forgot that you were a whore. Such a pity that you didn't leave my Levi alone,"
"Watch your fucking language," Levi growled. His voice was so vicious and cold that it sent a shiver through my spine.
She flinched, but she still stood tall in front of me. I took three steps ahead to near her, "Your Levi?" I lowered my voice as I was face to face with her, my hands behind my back to prevent me from grabbing her hair and slam her head in the wall.
She took a step back.
"Say that one more time, and you and I are going to have serious problems," I gave her that one sinister smile.
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Frost and Fire (+18) ✔️
Romance[This is the spin-off of the Fighting For life series. Can be read as a standalone. Though, things about Levi's family will make a little bit more sense if you read Fighting for Life. But it's not necessary.] Here are just some snippets from the boo...