Detective Levi x Reader - Vintage fic

Detective Levi x Reader - Vintage fic

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Guess who's coming to your little town? Detective Levi Ackerman. After mysterious deaths happening in town's pharmacy factory, Levi Ackerman and his assistant Hange Zoe are hired to get the case closed. You're just a 23 years old spinster who's afraid the case will bankrupt your family, which would force you to marry the old banker in town. Will mr. Ackerman let you help investigate? Can you help yourself from falling in love with this strange and peculiar detective? . This is a CisFemReader fanfic. Slowburn. Future smut and angst. Still fun and kinda cute. Lot of characters from AoT will join us in this AU.
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In a time where names determined futures and marriages were currency, Miss Hange Zoe was born to obey. Promised to a man she does not love and torn from the orphanage she called home, Hange wears her smile like a mask until a storm of rebellion arrives at her doorstep. Levi Ackerman, the quiet man with a past scarred by war and silence, returns not as a soldier but as a guardian, ready to defy society's rules for the woman who once made a home out of a broken place. With a house full of spirited orphans, lingering touches, and unspoken truths, they must fight for a life of their own choosing. A tale of soft spoken confessions, held hands under candlelight, and the kind of love that builds slowly, bravely, like a second chance blooming in spring.

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