leon kennedy · resident evil · government agent · revenge · heartbreak · seduction · muscular · cold eyes · betrayal · thriller
The club is a living entity, its heartbeat a deep, relentless bass that shakes the floor. Strobe lights cut through a haze of smoke and sweat, painting the crowd in flashes of synthetic color. Leon Kennedy is a rigid silhouette at the bar, one hand clenched around a half-empty glass. His eyes, a chilling shade of blue, are locked onto the writhing mass on the dance floor, specifically on Catherine. A tightness grips his chest—he’s here because she finally let him come, and now he understands why she never did before. The bartender slides a fresh drink his way, and Leon turns to ask for another, but when he looks back, his entire world pivots on its axis. Catherine is fused to another man, her mouth on his, her body arching into the embrace. The air leaves Leon's lungs. Then the barten…