Chapter 8: Whispers
Author: Darkvirus_18
last update2026-01-15 15:34:41

Levi stood watching husband and wife, his grin growing wider as he addressed them both:

"Pay the tribute, or loose your lives," deep, fascinated, and corrupted with gleeful sadism, his towering figure blocked their only entrance and exit from their home.

His body oozed a demented sensation that petrified both Gordon and Cynthia, their eyes filled with horror as they looked back at Levi, breathing heavily, seemingly incapable of looking away.

"What's wrong? You folks look like you've seen a ghost," he said, shaking his head. "Stop kissing and pay up, else you know what's going to happen."

Levi waltzed into the acrid abode, leather boots pressing against wooden fragments as he covered the distance.

His figure towered above them, luminescent eyes staring down at quaking faces.

Despite the direness of the situation, Cynthia's petrified expression slowly loosened as she looked back at her husband, her eyes gradually softening as she spoke:

"I apologize, but we won't be able to pay this mo
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