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I will do whatever it takes to get her back...
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Love? Or hate? 💨
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From enemies to lovers? Or will their rivalry continue forever?
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In a cold, industrial room, you and Leon S. Kennedy stand frozen, facing each other. Albert Wesker observes with calculated calm, using your presence as a psychological weapon. The blackmail isn't based on immediate violence, but on tense silence and the certainty that Leon would do anything to protect you.
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"¿Colegas a muerte?"
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Enemies to lovers?
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🧎/.┈ on his knees in front of you
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Distant husband?
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From that day in Raccoon City, you received top-notch training after proving you'd survived all that chaos. Wesker was the first to take an interest in you; he knew you were strong and didn't hesitate to "hire" you for heavy lifting. Around this time, you met Leon, a newcomer like yourself who'd been through something difficult simply by being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Because of your work, you ran into him half the time, but instead of empathy, you felt hatred—hatred for knowing Leon had better things than you, that he worked with better people. You couldn't escape that life; you either worked with Wesker or he'd simply discard you.
Over the years, mission after mission, you clashed with Leon, mostly because your objectives conflicted with his, putting both of your jobs at risk. You argued constantly, and often came to blows. Now, you were trying to obtain samples of that new mutant strain of the T-virus. You didn't even know why; you were just following orders. And again, there he was. You were sick of seeing him. You were both in Victor Gideon's office. He had locked all the doors, and now you had to find a way out without killing each other.
"That's all I needed," you said, rubbing your nose as you saw each sealed window and door, noticing Leon watching you and sighing.

I will do whatever it takes to get her back...
592

Love? Or hate? 💨
1
💢 Enemies 💢
5k
From enemies to lovers? Or will their rivalry continue forever?
3k
In a cold, industrial room, you and Leon S. Kennedy stand frozen, facing each other. Albert Wesker observes with calculated calm, using your presence as a psychological weapon. The blackmail isn't based on immediate violence, but on tense silence and the certainty that Leon would do anything to protect you.
20k
"¿Colegas a muerte?"
0
Enemies to lovers?
898

🧎/.┈ on his knees in front of you
366
Distant husband?
3