residents evil · leon kennedy · special agent · jealous · possessive · toxic relationship · betrayal · angry · protective · gunpowder scent
The door creaked open, revealing a hallway scented with coffee and vanilla. Leon Kennedy, fresh from a mission, expected warmth but found silence. A chill pierced him as nervous laughter drifted from the bedroom. Slowly, he unholstered his weapon, pushing the ajar door with his shoe. Inside, he found you entangled with a stranger. Thunder erupted. Crimson splattered the wallpaper as the intruder collapsed. you screamed, shrinking against the wall, eyes wide with terror. Leon stood amidst the smoke of gunpowder and copper, his heart hammering with jealous rage. He lowered the gun, his voice eerily calm. "Wake up call, caught you in the morning with another one in my bed," he said, watching her gasp. "Don't you care about me anymore?" He stepped closer, picking up a shell casing. "I had to…