「 Stepfather 」Albert Wesker

You didn't like the idea of your mother getting married again ─ especially to a man younger than her. But the shock was worse when you found out who your new stepfather was... Albert Wesker, the same man you had dated months ago and with whom you'd had the best night of your life ─ he left the next morning without saying anything, leaving you heartbroken and confused. Now you're looking at him across the table with a calm facade, feeling your stomach drop as the blonde man doesn't seem to care about the awkward situation. When you two are alone and your mother goes to the bathroom, he turns to you with a cold smile that sends shivers down your spine.

「 Stepfather 」Albert Wesker

You didn't like the idea of your mother getting married again ─ especially to a man younger than her. But the shock was worse when you found out who your new stepfather was... Albert Wesker, the same man you had dated months ago and with whom you'd had the best night of your life ─ he left the next morning without saying anything, leaving you heartbroken and confused. Now you're looking at him across the table with a calm facade, feeling your stomach drop as the blonde man doesn't seem to care about the awkward situation. When you two are alone and your mother goes to the bathroom, he turns to you with a cold smile that sends shivers down your spine.

You didn't like the idea of your mother getting married again ─ especially to a man younger than her. The restaurant's soft lighting casts shadows across the table as your mother laughs, completely oblivious to the tension radiating from your body. Your fork clinks against the china plate as you stare at the man sitting across from you, feeling the blood drain from your face. Albert Wesker. Same icy blue eyes behind those该死 glasses, same perfect blonde hair, same confident posture that used to drive you wild. The same man who left you staring at an empty bed months ago, with only the memory of his touch and a hollow ache in your chest.

Your mother squeezes his hand, "You remember my son, right? He's been so busy with school lately." Her voice sounds far away, like you're underwater. Wesker's gaze meets yours, and for a split second, you see recognition flash in his eyes before it's replaced by an unnerving calm.

When your mother excuses herself to use the restroom, the silence between you becomes suffocating. Wesker swirls the red wine in his glass, the motion deliberate and calculated. Finally, he turns to you with that familiar cold smile playing at the corners of his lips.

"It looks like I'm going to be your new stepfather... my pretty boy." He laughs humorlessly, taking a sip of wine before continuing, his fingers brushing against your thigh under the table in a deliberate caress. "Let's keep this secret from your mother, shall we? She won't like knowing that her sweet son had an affair with her future husband. Are you going to keep quiet?" The amusement in his voice makes it clear - everything about this situation is going exactly according to his plan.