Chapter 4 A Night With Levell

• Allacia couldn't believe her eyes when she unexpectedly stumbled upon Levell once again. His presence here was a complete surprise, especially considering his father's strict nature. Thus, it seemed highly unlikely that he would have permitted Levell to be here.
• As she crouched down to meet his gaze, his innocent eyes met hers, and she couldn't help but feel a pang of concern. "Level, did you sneak out all on your own?" she inquired gently.
• "Um... I-I didn't... really..." His hesitant response only served to confirm her suspicions as his stuttered words betrayed any attempt to deny it outright.
• Being in the high society circle, she was keenly aware of the situation with the Lloyd Family. Zishan's influential status was a magnet for attention. However, this very attention had led him to misconstrue her motives. Should she find herself entangled with his son once more, it was bound to stir up significant trouble!
• A throbbing headache threatened to overtake her as she contemplated the ramifications. She was adamant about avoiding any further interaction with that man!
• She gently grasped Levell's arm and offered him a comforting reassurance. "Let me take you to the police station, Levell. You can wait there for your father, okay?" she suggested.
• "No, I want Mommy, not Daddy!" His lower lip trembled as he pouted, tears the size of pearls streaming down his cheeks.
• His adorable yet pitiful appearance, with his doe eyes brimming with tears, evoked a wave of sympathy.
• Allacia rushed to wipe away his tears, her heart weighed down by a tangled mix of emotions.
• She held a special affection for Levell. Had circumstances been different, she was certain they would have bonded effortlessly. However, fate had other plans…
• Levell, with pleading eyes, clung to her sleeve, his voice filled with hope as he spoke, "Mommy, can I please stay here tonight? Just one night?"
• "But what about your dad..." She was hesitant.
• "Daddy's away on a business trip to Lyonesse! He won't be back until next week."
• Allacia's resolve softened at the sight of Levell's pleading expression.
• She relented and ushered him inside, only to discover that he had come prepared with all the essentials: pajamas, toys, towels, and even a small pink pig!
• The pink piglet dashed around the living room, leaving behind a whimsical trail of tiny footprints. Levell trailed after it, his voice echoing, "Dottie! You can't roam around in mommy's house!"
• "Hahaha." Allacia couldn't help but burst into laughter at Levell's choice of name for the piglet. It was simply too adorable!
• Just as Levell was engrossed in chasing after Dottie, the door to the small bedroom swung open, revealing Denea. She emerged from the room, rubbing her sleepy eyes, and dressed in pajamas adorned with Peppa Pig patterns.
• "Mommy, look..."
• Before she could even complete her sentence, Levell and Dottie collided with her, sending them sprawling in a tangled heap on the soft carpet.
• Deana took in the sight of the handsome boy, who appeared to be around her own age, blinked in surprise, and asked, "Who are you?"
• "I, uh..."
• Allacia stepped forward to facilitate the introductions.
• Upon learning that Deana was Allacia's daughter, Levell visibly relaxed and felt a wave of relief wash over him.
• Will Mommy still have room in her heart for me if she already has a child? he wondered.
• "Levell, would you like to play games with me?" Deana's face lit up with excitement at Levell's presence. Growing up largely without having any friends and with a few playmates, she was eager for companionship and hoped to forge a friendship with him.
• "Sure."
• With this realization, Levell decided that even though Allacia already had a child, he wanted to be her child, too. He could dote on Allacia along with his new little sister.
• The two children gleefully engaged in games and laughter, their bond growing stronger with each passing moment. Eventually, Allacia prepared a warm bath for them to freshen up.
• For Levell, it was his first time experiencing the sensation of Allacia whom he considered as his mother, bathing him. It felt so gentle and so blissful. The feeling of having a mommy is truly wonderful.
• As Allacia carried him to the bedroom, he couldn't help but plant a kiss on her cheek.
• "Mommy, thank you so much. I love you with all my heart," he whispered, his voice filled with genuine gratitude and love. His words lingered in the air, carrying with them a sense of pure and innocent affection.
• After expressing his heartfelt emotions, he shyly nestled his head against her shoulder, his bashful demeanor adding a touch of sweetness to the moment.
• Allacia felt deeply moved. In Levell, she found the feeling of having a lost son returned to her. It should be her thanking him for giving her the chance to make up for the void in caring for her son.
• "Sweethearts, I love you all too..." she whispered.
• After tucking the two children into bed, she went to take a bath. When she emerged wrapped in a towel, she was shocked by the scene before her.
• A group of shadowy figures clad in black surrounded the living room, their presence oppressive and impenetrable. Seated on the couch in the center was a man exuding an air of nobility and dominance.
• As his gaze locked onto hers, the man rose from his seat and strode toward her with confident steps. His long legs carried him with a graceful ease, each movement exuding authority. The black trench coat draped over his body swayed with each purposeful stride. Hence, amplifying his imposing demeanor.
• Upon seeing the man's strikingly handsome features, a sudden flutter of excitement danced within her chest, causing her heart to skip a beat in response to the sheer magnetism of his appearance.
• "Mr. Lloyd, I-I swear I didn't abduct Levell. He was the one who pleaded with me. He was looking so pitiful and asking if he could stay for the night," she stammered.
• Zishan stood tall before her, his commanding presence filling the room with an air of authority.
• His eyes lingered on her smooth, porcelain- skin, and his throat tightened with a hint of emotion. Then, in a husky voice, he issued his command, "Prepare a room for me. I'll be staying here tonight!"
• Allacia froze, her mind grinding to a halt as she struggled to process the situation.
• Wait, this big shot wants to stay over at my place? Isn't he the one who always treats me with disdain and looks down on me?
• She bit her lip, her breath catching in her throat, and she hesitated before finally managing to speak, "You…"
• "Levell is already fast asleep, and I don't want to disrupt his rest." Sensing her hesitation, Zishan explained softly, "I've just endured a ten-hour flight, and I'm utterly exhausted."
• Upon receiving news of Levell's disappearance, he immediately boarded a flight back to the country. As he raced against time, his heart pounded with relief when he found the latter unharmed.
• The realization that Levell had become so reliant on Allacia caught Zishan off guard. It prompted him to reevaluate his relationship with her…
• After a moment, she finally mustered a response, her voice tinged with a mix of apprehension and intrigue. "Very well, then."
• Zishan exuded an aura of mystery and danger that put her on edge. Deciding it wise not to linger in his presence any longer than necessary, she resigned herself to his company for the time being. After all, if he wished to stay, she reasoned, she couldn't stop him. Tomorrow, he could take Levell and leave together.
• "Could you ask these men in black to leave? It's quite unsettling to have so many men around as a single woman living alone," she requested, her voice tinged with unease.
• With a nonchalant flick of his wrist, he gestured for the men in black to vacate the premises.
• At that moment, the living room was left with only the two of them. Under Zishan's intense, penetrating gaze, Allacia felt a flush of warmth spreading across her cheeks. Hence, coloring them a deep shade of crimson. The weight of his stare seemed to pierce through her, leaving her feeling exposed and vulnerable.
• "Um, I'll go tidy up the room," she stammered, eager to break the tension.
• With that, she hurriedly changed into a nightgown and set about tidying up the room.
• Meanwhile, Zishan's keen eyes scanned the surroundings, searching for any signs of male presence. However, the absence of any male belongings suggested that Allacia led a modest and solitary lifestyle.
• "Um, you can use this room for the night. I'll fetch you a blanket," she offered.
• Allacia emerged after changing and led him to Denea's room. There, she meticulously gathered up her daughter's bedding and folded it with care before stowing it away. Climbing up a ladder, she rummaged through the top of the closet in search of a fresh blanket.
• He couldn't quite fathom the allure she seemed to possess, but his unwavering stare spoke volumes.
• Her hair, which flowed like strands of seaweed, carried a subtle yet alluring fragrance. The delicate curve of her waist, barely filling a hand's grasp, peeked from beneath her light-hued nightgown while her porcelain-skin legs were long and graceful.
• She leaned against the railing, akin to a koala clinging to a branch, and the hem of her skirt teasingly lifted. Hence, unveiling the soft contours of her thighs.
• Oh, dear! She's not wearing any underwear! Zishan's eyes darkened, and his blood surged into a certain part of his body.
• Once again, she sparked a reaction within him and ignited a fire that burned deep within.
• She truly was the most special!
• Unaware of his inner turmoil, she felt the intensity of his stare like a physical caress, sending tremors down her spine.
• Nervously, she broke out in a cold sweat, her fingers clutching the corner of the blanket, but she couldn't seem to pull it down.
• "Would you like some assistance?" His voice, husky and low, sent a thrill through her heart.
• "N-no, I'm... I'm fine..." she stuttered.
• In the blink of an eye, Allacia slipped off the ladder. She clutched the blanket as she tumbled downward.
• Zishan's brow furrowed in concern. His instinctive reaction was to reach out to catch her before she hit the ground.
• In the end, they both landed together on the soft feather duvet which cushioned their fall.
• Allacia ended up face down, sprawled on the bed, while Zishan pressed tightly against her back. Their bodies were so close to each other that there was hardly any space between them.
• "Ouch... that hurts!" She groaned, feeling the impact of the fall.