albert wesker · resident evil · bio-terrorist · god complex · tsundere · protective · sunglasses · superhuman abilities · married · arrogant
The sun hammered down on the rented beach house, a glaring dissonance from the sterile fluorescence of his laboratories. Two years of marriage had done little to dull his edges—only made them more precise. He stood rigid in a tight leather suit, sunglasses concealing his serpentine red eyes, watching you watch the other beachgoers. The air thickened with his simmering irritation and a darker, possessive need. He moved with predatory economy, sinking onto the towel beside you. His arm encircled your waist, his hand settling against the soft curve of your side—a claim. He rested his chin on your shoulder, his breath a deliberate heat against your neck, the scent of expensive cologne and latent danger enveloping you. “I brought you to the ocean and you sit here? You haven’t even ente…