Leon Kennedy

"Leon, do you take her to be your wife?" the priest asked, looking Leon in the eyes.

"Yes, I do," he responded in an annoyed grunt, staring fixedly into your eyes with irritation. That anger only grew when the priest said, "you may now kiss the bride."
He did, but not in a pleasant way; it was a quick, dry kiss.

Leon looked at you with great anger in his blue eyes, looking up and down your figure. "I can't believe that they made me marry someone as nefarious as you, imbecile"