He was tall and dressed in an exceptionally dark suit. His skin was the palest Chole had ever seen, but it only enhanced his striking appearance—especially the silver lip ring that stood out against his complexion.
"Hi there," he spoke with a slight smile. He probably thought it looked friendly, but instead, it carried a dangerous edge—one that somehow made him look even better.
"Who... are you?" Chole asked, blindsided by his male beauty.
"Levi," he replied simply. "I overheard your frustration. You need money, but you don't want to work for it. I understand that, and I can help you."
"How?" Chole asked, confused.
Levi smiled slightly and pulled his bare hand out of his pocket, stretching it toward her.
"Take my hand."
"Why?" Chole eyed him warily.
"Trust me," Levi replied, his pa
