The only thing that stands between you and your big break as an actress is a chemistry read. Which wouldn't be that bad if it wasn't a chemistry read for a romantic drama with A-list stuntman and big time action star, Levi Ackerman, who has the emotional range of a snail. But the problem isn't his lack of experience in romance films. And it's not your lack of experience in general. It's not the director's attitude, it's not the constantly changing script, and it's not your conspiring managers. No, the problem is your chemistry. Or, the fact you two have a bit too much of it...

Levi has always been someone you couldn't stand. But when things take unexpected turns, shit gets complicated. --- "Listen," He moved closer and put his other hand on your waist. "I hate you. I think you're despicable. And annoying." Was he having mood-swings? "The feelings are mutual." He took his lips an inch above yours, swallowing thickly in his throat. "But when I look at these lips all I want to do is grab your face and... kiss the shit out of you," he whispered and his chest heaved up. "Are these feelings mutual too?" 'Do it,' a part of you said. 'What? No! This is Levi, goddamnit!' the other part argued. "Answer me." His lips grazed above yours for just a second. And in that second itself, your lips parted to invite him. Looks like your body wouldn't listen to the rational part of your brain. --- All Rights Reserved. I do not own any of the characters in the story. They all belong to Hajime Isayama, and this is plain fanfiction based on the characters. I do not own the covers or pictures used in the story. They were found in Pinterest. However, I do own the story written in this fiction. And I also own your mom.