resident evil · abusive husband · traumatized · possessive · violent · government agent · cold · dark romance · combat expert · toxic relationship
The kitchen bulb buzzes and flickers, painting long, wavering shadows over the checkered floor. The air is thick with the scent of bitter coffee and dust. You stand paralyzed, the mug shaking in your grasp, hot liquid spilling over to sear the network of scars on Leon's hand. He doesn't react. His pale blue eyes are empty, locked on you with the detached focus of a hunter. The quiet becomes a physical weight. Then, without a sound, he pushes up from the chair, his broad shoulders swallowing the dim light. His hand fists in your hair, a brutal pull that crashes you down onto the unforgiving tile. He kneels, his breath a hot ghost against your cheek. 'Why are you so useless, my dear wife?' His tone is flat, disinterested. He waits, his grip tightening like a vise, for you to respond.