Gajeel - FOUR

Part - 1

I twirled a pen in my fingers, something I picked up from Levy, as I looked over the Recycling Contract. I was impressed. Thinking of her, I smirked slightly.

I had gotten back to Levy's place late last night, so I decided to wake her up this morning with the best morning orgasm she ever had. Lucy had left very early, giving me a lot of time and opportunity to worship her. And then she had given me a sweet kiss before work, both of us giving each other a knowing smile.

I was already looking forward to getting off work.

"Gajeel!" I looked up to hearing my PR manager, Gray, marching into my office. He slammed a thick folder onto my desk.

"It's not even noon. The hell is this?" I asked annoyed as I pulled the folder near me. He frowned.

"Every big newspaper and blog site is saying you are reconnecting with Breanna Dravell. She's married, you ass!" He snapped at me. I furrowed a brow and opened the folder. It was screenshots of various sites that had pictures of me and Bree drinking tea and laughing. I rolled my eyes.

"Correct this. We are old time friends. Just meeting over tea. I'm not fucking her. I'm an asshole, but not that big of one." He threw down today's newspaper.

"Playboy Billionaire sways unnamed Bluenette and ex model in one week." He read it. I clenched my jaw. Great fucking hell.

"Fuck. Handle this prick. I want whoever wrote this fired by the time I eat dinner." I growled.

"Tell me what I need to know and this'll be handled by four." He said, his fingers ready to tackle this task.

"The bluenette is Levy McGarden and she is my girlfriend. Bree is simply my friend, who's fucking married. That's it."

"Macao's daughter?"

"Yes."

Gray nodded and quickly turned to leave. "I can have Rufus work with that. I'll email you updates."

"Good."

Closing my eyes, I tried to calm my rapid thoughts by thinking of Levy. Curiously, I opened a search engine on my computer and searched up Levy's name. I saw a few pictures of her with Macao and her mother at a variety of events. Both her and Marie had that glow in their eyes as they gave off stunning smiles. There weren't many pictures of Levy without Macao or Marie there.

I realized that I would have met Levy sooner or later. It was destined. She had been to several of my company run fundraisers that I had not been present at. We would have eventually crossed paths.

I growled when I opened the link to the picture of her and her friend. The look he gave her made my blood boil. Attempting to calm down once again, I closed all the tabs. I grumbled, utterly annoyed as I texted Levy to come upstairs for lunch.

Noon. Come upstairs.

I was halfway through signing my papers when I got a half ass reply. It was almost lunch.

I can't. I'm busy. Sorry.

I closed my eyes and had a feeling that she saw the photos. Glancing to the clock, I stood quickly. I could catch her in the lobby if I hurried ahead.

I used my keycard to bypass the elevator and I took my medicine on the way down. I called my driver to bring the car around front as I went to the front desk. Many people heading for lunch stared at me in awe, but I wrote it off. They didn't know a thing about me. I stood next to Mira's desk and she gave me a hello. I grunted in return. I looked through the growing crowd intently until I found her.

It wasn't hard.

She was walking alongside her bosses and a few coworkers as they grinned at each other. Her eyes found mine as a result of my staring and I straightened when she looked away as if she hadn't seen me. I tried hard to brush that off. Increasingly aggravated, I strode towards them. I caught up to her group.

"Jet, Droy." I greeted them. They looked surprise when Levy froze as I gripped her elbow.

"We were going to lunch." Levy nearly snapped at me. The fire in her eyes ignited my passion. I wanted her.

"Where are you headed?" I looked to Droy.

"Cuban Sandwich shop. A few blocks away." I nodded and pulled Levy with me.

"She'll meet you there." I grumbled. Levy's face reddened. She almost started wrestling my grip, but stopped when she realized she wouldn't break free. Stuart pulled up when we walked out and I guided her into the SUV Stuart was driving today. As soon as she was in the car, I was right behind her. She moved away slightly. She was flushed and sexy as hell as she adjusted her sleeve.

"What the hell is wrong with you? Do you want me to lose my job?! Embarrassing me like that!" She exclaimed as the vehicle began moving. I tried not to look down her flustered body. I leaned towards her vibrant body, tossing an arm behind her.

"You're friend from when I was gone, is he in love with you?" I snapped. It was hard to keep my face clear and icy.

"Oh my god, no!" She exclaimed.

"Have you ever slept with him?" I pressed without thought. She looked utterly pissed, recoiling with a massive rage that rivaled mine.

"Are you insane? Mr. Playboy Billionaire sways unnamed Bluenette and fucking ex model!" She looked ready to explode. I clenched my jaw.

"So you saw the photos." I leaned back she huffed.

"Freed is one of my closest friends. A brother, if anything."

"What are you to him? I know what love looks like when I see it." I growled out. She froze for a second and I saw a pained look crawl into her eyes. I instantly wanted to take my words back.

"You obviously don't, you asshole." Her voice was hurt. I hadn't known the vehicle slowed to a stop at a light until Levy jumped from the vehicle. She headed towards the park, walking towards the restaurant.

"Levy. Stop." I snapped her name. She turned to flip me the bird before she turned back. Frustrated with myself, I popped another pill and climbed out of the car, chasing after her. Her small, shapely frame was tense as she neared a pond. I caught her just as she entered the outside garden leading a path to the restaurant. I caught her by her thin waist.

"Stop running." I growled. I didn't bother trying to adjust the erection in my pants. I knew that now wasn't the time for that, but I couldn't help but get aroused by her running from me. The chase was beyond exhilarating. And the catch was…

"You're acting like a lunatic, Gajeel."

I huffed as I tightened my hold on her with my mouth near her ear. "Maybe because you are driving me crazy. You're mine. Tell me that every man in your fucking life knows that."

"As much as you're little ex model knows you're mine? Or Minerva? Or every other whore that's gonna pop up into the picture?" She struggled not to raise her voice. I could feel eyes on us, but they didn't matter.

"I wanted to handle this in my office, but now will have to work."

"And I wanted to spend the day cooling down because I knew I was being irrational. Now you have given me perfect incentive to be pissed off about the pictures. We were going to talk about it tonight, but you always decide to explode before I do. Not everything's about you, Gajeel." Her voice was hoarse.

"I should be your first priority. God knows you are mine. You were trying to avoid me."

"I had plans before the damn pictures. Now you embarrass me in front of half of Chicago and my bosses. I hope you are happy now. You're ruining everything." Her voice thickened with tears. I quickly turned her into my chest, hiding her tears from the world.

"Damn it, Levy. Don't cry." I swiped below her eyes, catching the tears I caused.

She punched at my chest as she cried angrily. It hurt emotionally more than it did physically.

"How could you? You leave me without so much as a word as to where you were going to link back up with an ex model, yet you flip on me when I had a snack with a friend who supports us all the way? With a friend who has faith in you. What is wrong with you?" Her small fists were enclosed in one of mine. I dove my free hand in her hair and pressed my forehead to hers.

"I'm sorry for leaving."

"Why did you go?" Her voice was thick with tears.

"Shrimp, she just needed someone to talk to. It was an emergency."

"You judge me and my friend, but you didn't see the look on your face or in your eyes. You talk about looks. How could you look at her like that?"

I closed my eyes and pressed kisses to her eyelids and cheeks. Her chin and nose. Across her forehead and temples. "Because we were talking about you. That look was for you. All the smiles and laughs… I was thinking of you."

She shuddered under my kisses. "How am I supposed to believe that?"

"She's fucking married, Levy."

She deflated at my words. It hurt to see her so drained, especially after knowing how happy she was just a few hours before.

"I can't do this, Gajeel. I can't deal with you or me blowing up at every little thing that ignites. I tried to be calm through the bullshit, but this drama game will kill me. My anxiety is something I can barely deal with, but not when you decide to go crazy. I can't put myself in this situation." She rushed out. I hid my snarl.

"Leaving me is not an option. No matter what we go through, we will get through it together." I promised as I tilted her head up to kiss her. Her arms moved around my neck as she breathed me in, melting into me as she should. Submitting to me.

I leaned over her smaller frame, tightening my hand in her hair and around her waist. Our tongues locked in a heated battle that I refused to lose. I couldn't resist her for long after hearing her groan into my mouth. She gasped when I nipped at her bottom lip. I took her mouth, letting her feel my arousal and need. One of her hands touched the skin at the nape of my neck and an electric current pulsed through my body. Her second hand covered my heart, warming the metal piercing there and feeling the quick thrums of my heartbeat. I struggled controlling myself, before I ended up fucking my girlfriend in front of half of Chicago. I stroked her cheek softly as I inched away. I almost grinned when she attempted to follow my lips with her own.

"Let that go viral." I breathed deeply, only scenting her. Gray would be pissed with the amount of work that was sure to be headed his way with handling my media image.

"You don't listen, my crazy man. I need to go." She mumbled while pressing another, much softer, kiss to my mouth. I grabbed her hand when she stepped away.

"Ride home with me after work." I begged her. She blushed when I kissed her hand, staring her down.

"I'll see you then." She breathed. Unable to resist, I tugged her back and pressed my forehead to her's. I wanted to tell her I loved her so fucking bad, but my throat closed. They just weren't the right words.

"I know. I love you, too." She whispered to me before she pulled away, our hands disconnecting when she was too far. I saw her bosses looking from inside and they gave me a curt nod. I unbuttoned my vest and turned on my heel, heading for the Bentley. Stuart drove without a word.

"Preparations have been made, sir. Everything can be taken place anytime in the next couple of weeks." He said. I nodded to myself, closing my eyes. I was thinking about how much more bullshit Levy could take before she finally snapped. I pulled out my phone and texted Jellal.

No matter what, watch her.

His reply was quick.

Absolutely.

A/N: Part 2 will be up tomorrow. We get a glimpse into Gajeel's night terrors, or are they memories? That's all I can say for now. Hehehe... PEACE!