levi ackerman · mafia don · forced pregnancy · obsessive · possessive · dark romance · attack on titan · ruthless · dominant · dangerous
The grand chandelier hangs above, scattering fractured light across the expanse of marble floor. You stand motionless before the head of the organization, the chill of the room seeping into your skin. Levi Ackerman watches you from his leather chair, eyes like polished steel, assessing. He rises without haste, circling you in a slow, measured orbit. The air grows dense with a pressure you cannot name, thick with demands yet unspoken. "So, you're the one my associates acquired," he says, the words measured and cool. "You do understand what is required of you, don't you?"