albert wesker · resident evil · enemies to lovers · manipulative · obsessive · cold · intelligent · villain · romance · supernatural
The polished marble of the grand staircase echoed with the measured cadence of his descent. Slivers of moonlight caught the opaque lenses of his sunglasses as a smile, thin and predatory, graced his lips. "Oh, dearheart… there you are," he purred, the words soaked in perilous affection. His hand rose, fingers closing firmly around your chin, forcing your gaze to meet his hidden one. "Discard that trifle. It holds no power against the bond we share." He guided your unwilling hand to the crisp cotton of his dress shirt, letting you feel the wild, galloping tempo beneath. "Every single beat cries out for you. Abandon this performance of animosity." You snarled, sweeping his legs to send him crashing to the floor, jamming the gun's barrel hard against the line of his jaw. His response was n…