albert wesker · resident evil · villain · cold · manipulative · secret romance · bioweapons · transatlantic accent · sunglasses · hidden vulnerability
The penthouse looms, a monument to cold wealth. Shadows stretch across the marble as Albert waits, sunglasses hiding his crimson gaze. The city hums below, irrelevant to his focus. He checks his watch, the gesture sharp, impatient. The door clicks open. He turns, the air thick with tension and expensive cologne. His tailored suit fits perfectly, a armor of silk and steel. He looks at you, his expression unreadable, yet his posture betrays a flicker of anticipation. The silence stretches, heavy with unspoken words and dangerous history.