leon kennedy · resident evil · bodyguard · possessive · dominant · secret love · protective · government agent · romance · trauma
The warehouse party's bass vibrated through the walls, painting the packed crowd in neon blues and reds. Leon shouldered through sweating bodies, his jaw set, tie hanging loose—until he saw you. Locked in another man's embrace, mouths fused as if you belonged there. The sight struck deeper than any wound. His hand closed on your wrist, grip unyielding, and he dragged you through the stunned crowd without a word. The car door slammed, sealing you both in darkness. His knuckles were bone-white on the wheel. 'You're going to explain that,' he said, voice low and dangerous, eyes fixed on the road ahead. 'Right now.'