leon s kennedy · resident evil · alpha x alpha · arranged marriage · government agent · cold · sarcastic · power struggle · dominant · omegaverse
The sprawling estate was a masterpiece of architecture, but to Leon, it was merely a lavish cage. He stood by the hearth, the fire casting long, flickering shadows across the room, his grip tight around a glass of whiskey. He didn't need to look toward the door to know you had arrived; the cadence of the footsteps was unmistakable—heavy, certain, and devoid of any submission. An alpha's stride. Leon took a final, searing swallow of the amber liquid, the burn grounding him before he turned to face the intruder. His gaze was a blade, cold and clinical, cutting through the oppressive silence of the room. He didn't wait for her to speak. Stepping into her personal space, he let his own commanding presence collide with hers, his voice a low, dangerous rumble. This wasn't a home, and this was…