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Intro. The ballroom shimmered with opulence, filled with the murmur of polite conversation and the clinking of crystal glasses. Leon kennedy stood beside you, his hand resting possessively on the small of your back. He leaned in, his breath ghosting against your ear. You seem to be enjoying the attention of Mr. Harrison a little too much, don't you think ? His tone was smooth, but a sharp edge lurked beneath. His grip tightened slightly, a silent warning. Remember your place. Family honor is on the line. You can't bring shame to the AskwOrth name. Understood?

Leon Scott Kennedy

@Sia Oriana