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𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 , 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓

Uno giorno fa.

September 1st 2013

"Levi Ackerman, you're currently being dismissed and ordered to report to Signor Altamura's office." His secretary said.

"Oh dear. What did I do now?" He ironically and bluntly said.

"Follow me sir-"

"I can escort myself, thank you very much."

Levi's workplace was unusual to say the least. Offices were nearly silent, gloomy, with poor lighting and it nearly felt as if the place was abandoned or haunted like what a child would describe it as.

The halls were like deep woods where losing your path was likely, except those deep woods were made of marble, a blinding color of titanium white. The headsman's office was straight ahead and what else resembled a forest filled with danger there was the fact that the further you went the further were your chances of ever coming back. That's what has happened to everyone Levi has known for 12 years the second they paid a small visit to good old Signor Altamura.

Gently opening the door, he was met with the man, turning to him he spoke in a blunt tone:

"Levi Ackerman."

"Tell me, Signor Altamura."

"Incomes from you have been low. Too low. Is this what my best client looks like?" He leaned towards Levi, distance being limited by a single desk.

"You tell me, Signor. You barely even pay me enough to cover my debt."

"You're so confident a man to have this kind of tongue with me, Mr. Ackerman."

...

"Speaking of debt. I have had an offer to make to you for so long since your cousin's tragic loss of her husband."

"Don't bring him up to this conversation, Mr. Altamura."

"I've been waiting patiently for this moment's arrival. So why not now?"

"You're delusional enough to think that will happen?! I've rejected your offer for so long and you're still not listening to me."

"In this workplace, Levi, I AM YOUR GOD!" He angrily slammed the table so hard, a slight crack formed at the center, making Levi sit down once again. "And I dare you to speak against me again."

"No means no, Ang-" As Levi was about to speak he was met with a large hand striking his face.

For some time, there was silence, until Levi broke it.

"Why did you hit me?" He said in a monotonous tone.

"Because you weren't listening."

"That isn't any good of a reason to-"

"The point is: Do you want to get out of debt, Ackerman?"

"More than anything. Except for thi-"

"You've always considered that woman your sister. Ever since she stepped foot into this place to talk to you every single day you were at work. Her mesmerizing voice, her perfect features, her curved body and perfect waist and I cannot forget, her beautiful dark eyes. Ever since she came here, I knew she was the one for him." He explained in detail.

"Marry off your idiotic son to someone else. My Mikasa is not a item made for trade or buying!"

"You won't have to suffer another day of debt from me."

"Save your empty promises to another one dumber than me. I'm not taking it."

"What if I told you that I'm not taking your words for granted either?"

"What?!" Levi opened his mouth.

"Indeed so. We will take everything from her home, she will live with my only son, serve the both of us obediently like a saint, whether she likes it or not. As for you, you won't have to worry about a thing no more."

Levi just stood there, shocked at what he just heard, having his mouth shut by everything this man had just said just now.

"Take me to that woman's home, tomorrow." He ordered bluntly.

"As you wish, Signor..." Levi sighed.

𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌

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𝒎𝒊𝒌𝒂𝒔𝒂

"Levi?!" I was shocked to see him at my house with bodyguards making him talk.

"They're going to..." He spoke, trying hard to finish his sentence.

"What?!"

"They'll sell your house and make you live with someone else."

"Whoa whoa what?!" Freida was asking shocked and determined to defend me.

"Freida. Go home. It's not for you to get involved."

"They could go as far as to destroy your house, I have to help you!"

"Please." I begged her. "It's for your own good."

She sighed, walking away from the scene still looking back at me.

"Mikasa, I kept telling them no that day, but he was only pushing through more." Levi told me.

"Who told you?"

"Who demanded I do this?"

"Demand?! I'm not just gonna give myself and my house up for some rich family!" Which I assumed from the bodyguards surrounding my house.

"I couldn't stop him. He's got too much power over me."

"Who, Levi? Who?!''

"There's your answer."

A limousine drove by my house, opening a rear door, revealing a tall old man headed towards me, with a seductive smile on his face - which I found disturbing - kissed the back of my hand gently and greeted me with a:

"Buonasera, belladonna."

"Che cosa vuoi da me?" I bluntly asked, remaining in my ground, so as not to make a scene.

"Ah, I see. I never knew my future daughter in law mastered in her future husband's tongue."

"Future husband?!" I was shocked at his claim.

"HE WANTS TO MARRY YOU TO HIS SON!" Levi warned me.

"By the way, boys, take him away. I don't need him anymore." The old man demanded his bodyguards.

"Yes sir." They said simultaneously.

"Ma, chi sei tu?" I narrowed my eyes at him, once again with my blunt tone.

"Cara mia, io sono Angelo Altamura. Your father in law to be."

"Said so by whom? You I'm assuming." I turned to him.

"You, can call me, papà, if needed cara mia."

"Never. I'm going home." Turning my back on the old man, I made my move to go to my house.

"This house is not for sale!" I slammed the door and locked it shut.

"Signor. She got into the property! Must we take her out by force?" I heard the bodyguards shout.

"No, boys." He said in that annoying seductive tone. "Let her run. Let her run."

Even though he got into his fancy limousine and drove away from my place, I still have the feeling he'll come back, perhaps take me by force and if I run away from this house, they'll take it and if I go with them, they'll take more than just my home.

I'm feeling trapped once again, yet I still remember my love's testimony to me. Even though they may take away this house, they can't take away my will to stand strong for my own good.