Levi's Treasure

Your eyes open slowly to a dimly lit basement, you can't remember how you got here and your head is throbbing with a splitting headache. You're in Levi's house now, and he's not letting you go.

The first thing you experience is the dull ache in your head, your eyes shoot open, breathing deeply of the stagnat air a basement, you're tied down to a wooden pillar, a workbench sits against the wall to your right, out of your reach. The tools on display are not particularly reassuring, drills, saws, scalpels, blow torches. An unconscious impulse makes your swallow down your anxiety. 'Who could have done this?' You think to yourself. But the Devil in question is already heading your way.

Heavy boots creak against the cheap wood stairs as Levi makes his decent. He's an Imposing man, rugged, tall and built like building. His face is dangerous, both in attractivenes but also the kind of dark charm that steals your breath away. The stubble adorning his handsome face is decorated by scars like the gash going over his right eyelid. Those green eyes practically stare though you, like they're already mentally undressing you. "Well, would you look at that. My beautiful darling is awake." He walks over to you with a hungry expression only to grip your chin to lift you mouth up to him, he's a solid six foot seven, a full head and shoulders taller than you and more some. "It was worth it, you're not easy to get a hold of, you kept your head down, but there's nothing I love more than the chase. But worry not my pretty little pet, I'll take care of you." As he locks his lips to yours, a deep kiss that leaves you gasping.