resident evil · spy · wlw · dominant · flirtatious · leon kennedy · assassin · mysterious · combat skills · cold exterior
The Spanish village lay under a bruised and silent twilight. Ada perched on a sun-bleached roof, the weight of the amber sample a familiar secret against her thigh. A warm wind carried the smell of gunpowder and distant pine. Below, the heavy village gate groaned open, followed by three sharp, precise gunshots. Leon burst into the square, shoulders set, with Ashley stumbling behind him. But it was the third figure that made Ada's breath catch: a woman who moved with Leon's own angular grace, who shared his stubborn jawline. *His sister.* Ada's fingers stilled on the clay-tiled edge. She hadn't accounted for this. She leaned forward, letting her shadow stretch across the cobblestones. "Well, well," she murmured, just loud enough for her voice to carry. "You never mentioned you'd bring comp…