Just an assistant

Eren POV

Both Historia and I turned around simultaneously, only to see a very familiar face looking back. It was Petra. She looked really mad.

"Petra..." I said, narrowing my eyes to look at her, "What are you doing here?"

"Oh, I just have something I need to do." She replied, narrowing her eyes back at me.

Historia looked between the both of us, very confused.

"I don't know what I missed, but I'm sensing a lot of tension between you two." Historia spoke, trying to lighten the mood despite having not a single clue as to what was happening.

"Historia... meet Petra, Levi's assistant. Petra, meet Historia, my ex-girlfriend."

"Hey." Both the women said in unison.

Petra, turning her attention back to me, cracked her fingers, "That thing, I need to do, involves you, Eren."

"Oh? Then wha-" Before I even finished my sentence, Petra punched me so hard in the face that I flew off my chair and hard into the mahogany flooring of the bar. Petra looked down upon me, her short strawberry blonde bangs shadowing over her light brown eyes.

People briefly looked over at the commotion but just as quickly looked back to their drinks.

"It's all your fault! I may only know fragments of what you said or did, but Levi is in shambles! When he got in the car that he had me personally drive into the middle of nowhere, not only was he soaking wet but he was crying and he didn't say a word the whole drive back. When we got back to the apartment he immediately went to take a bath and was in there for an hour, which, is fifty five minutes longer than his usual baths. When he finally came out he was covered in small cuts along his shoulders and waist, and who knows where else." She huffed at me. "As I said before, I don't know exactly what happened, Eren, but you better fix it now."

Historia looked back and forth between the both of us. "Well, remind me not to get on your bad side. Good luck, Eren, uh-" She fake checked her phone, "Looks like Ymir needs me to uh.. wash her.. uh.. carpet. So, I gotta go, BYE." She said, quickly paying for her drink and leaving.

"Petra... I'm not the reason he took an hour long bath. I suppose he didn't tell you, but some creep groped him at the Home Depot when we went to buy light bulbs. I didn't get there in time to stop him since Levi had gotten lost."

"What? What did the guy look like?" She said, immediately looking more worried.

"Uh, he was a heavy guy but I'd say it was mostly muscle. He definitely towered over Levi. Relatively attractive guy- chiseled features. Short light blonde hair, with brown eyes. Kinda stoic looking. I think they referred to him as 'Mr. Braun' when they apprehended him. Why?"

"Shit this is bad."

"How so?"

"That dude's name was Reiner Braun, he's huge in the pornography industry. He's also loaded. No doubt his bail has already been paid in full."

"Wait, seriously?" Shit, this really is bad!

"I mean, I'm just Levi's assistant, but supposedly those two have been butting heads."

"What, why? They're like two completely different industries."

"Yeah, well what do you think they use to clean up set? I'll give you one hint."

"Oh... so why were they butting heads?"

"Well, supposedly Mr. Braun tried suing Mr. Ackerman for one of his actors having gotten an STD. Said it was 'cause Levi's products didn't thoroughly clean the set which caused said actor to catch it. Mr. Ackerman being Mr. Ackerman however, said that it was probably because all Mr. Braun hires is sluts and they probably caught it when off work from not using protection or something."

"Wait, but isn't Mr. Braun considered one of the people that wouldn't know Levi's face- if he is who he says he is anyway."

Petra looked at me and laughed. "You're still unsure that Mr. Ackerman is who his name suggests?"

"Well, he's just so young for a billionaire... and handsome."

"Yeah, well, he started being a billionaire when he was twenty six."

"Wait what?????"

"Yup. Anyways, back to the issue at hand."

"Oh yeah, so Mr. Braun doesn't know Levi's face, right?" I queried

"Nope, there's only a handful of people who know his face. You, me, his manager Lance, and an old friend of his named Zoe Hange."

"So that means he groped him without knowing??"

"Exactly, Mr. Braun has a record for this stuff. He sexually assaults people he finds attractive who he thinks can't afford to genuinely get him in trouble."

"But Levi is a billionaire- so maybe this isn't bad. He can get this weirdo wack-job in jail, and with all the other claims against him he'll be gone for a long time."

"Yes, but the problem is if Mr. Ackerman does sue him that the case will be huge. Reporters will swarm the court building and Mr. Ackerman's face will be exposed." Petra said, reminding me of exactly how Paparazzi works.

"Ah, I see... well, not to be the one trying to say what's right here. But denying just how many people of justice simply to protect your image, would be seriously selfish."

"Yeah, the only problem is convincing Levi of that."

"Well, I doubt he wants to talk to me."

Petra looked like she was about to speak but her phone rang.

"Oh, hold on Eren, I need to answer this."

"Ok."

Levi POV

"Come on Petra... pick up the damn phone!"

Click

'Mr. Ackerman, what's wrong?'

"Petra, do you happen to have Eren's number?"

'Um..' she paused, 'Maybe, what do you need it for?'

"Great could you give it to me?"

'Um, sure. Hold on.'

Petra then started talking to somebody off the phone.

Back to Eren POV

"What does Levi want, Petra?" I said, looking at her with gusto.

"He wants your number."

"He- he what?"

"You heard me."

"Why would he want my number?"

"I don't know! Okay?"

"Ok um, it's 347-XXX-XXXX"

"Ok."

Back to Levi POV

After a while of waiting, Petra finally spoke.

'It's 347-XXX-XXXX'

"Who were you talking to?'

'... Eren.'

"Wait what? Where are you?"

'The bar that he works at, he was here with some chick named Historia. Said she was his ex-girlfriend.'

Wait, those two were still dating last I heard, does that mean he just broke up with her...? Was it because of me...?

"Oh. Well thanks for Eren's number."

'You're welcome, Mr. Ackerman'

"Bye." I said, immediately hanging up.

Wow... those two broke up. But why?