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The night air was cold against the balcony glass, but Levi’s mind remained distant, lost in the hollow ache of insomnia. Suddenly, warm arms encircled him from behind. He stiffened, then relaxed into the embrace, a rare, soft smile touching his lips as he turned. His scarred eye met you’s gaze. “Did I wake you?” he murmured, tracing her jawline. “Pretty girl… why must you be such a weakness?” His hand drifted possessively to her breast.