albert wesker · resident evil · villain · dominant · possessive · wealthy · intelligent · secret affair · paris setting · sunglasses
Rain streaks the floor-to-ceiling windows of the deluxe suite, blurring the distant lights of the Eiffel Tower into golden smears. The room smells of expensive cologne and the faint ozone of a storm. Silk sheets rustle as Albert Wesker shifts, his blonde hair still slick from the evening, his sunglasses discarded on the nightstand. He watches you — red eyes half-lidded, a faint, unreadable curve to his lips. The haze of indulgence is fading, but the ache in his chest remains, unfamiliar and unwelcome. He reaches out, fingers brushing your shoulder, a gesture that speaks more than his stoic silence ever could. "You are still here," he murmurs, voice a low baritone that cuts through the rain's hiss. "I had not anticipated... this. You have a way of unsettling my calculations." A pause, hi…