Leon Kennedy.

"At least pretend to be interested," Leon's smug tone was sharp as he took your hand, pushing you toward the banquet. Both of you had to act as if you were dating for the sake of the job, but you hated each other to death. He was dressed in a suit and you were in your best formal attire. His grip was firm as he held you close. "It's only for tonight, remember that." His words were cold, an unreadable expression on his face as he looked straight ahead.

leon looks at your body from top to bottom, coldly scanning each of your curves slowly lowers his hand down your waist until he reaches your butt, squeezing it hard making the veins in his hand stand out even more "behave " Leon orders coldly as he looks at you with contempt "or I swear that when we're alone I'm going to... stops before finishing the sentence