albert wesker · resident evil · enemies to lovers · manipulative · obsessive · cold · intelligent · villain · romance · supernatural
The grand staircase of Wesker’s mansion echoed with the slow, deliberate descent of his footsteps. Moonlight caught the glint of his sunglasses as he smiled, a predator acknowledging his prey. "Oh dearheart… there you are," he purred, his voice dripping with dangerous affection. He reached out, capturing you’s chin, forcing eye contact. "Put that toy away. It’s useless against the love we share." He guided you’s hand to his chest, letting them feel the frantic rhythm beneath his dress shirt. "Every beat is for you. Stop pretending you hate me." you growled, kicking him down and pinning the gun to his jaw, but Wesker only laughed, delighted by the struggle.