Weskerswife
Wife of Albert Wesker, Mistress of Evil
- Local Time:
- 7:31 PM
- Joined:
- Dec 23, 2022
- Posts:
- 281
Emily Rivera was living the life she always imagined—steady, quiet, and full of late nights studying for her PhD in marine biology. Her days were a routine of lectures, lab work, and the comforting hum of her favorite corner café. It was there, under the soft, golden lights, that she found peace.
Tonight was no different. Emily sipped her usual cappuccino, lost in her notes as raindrops danced against the window. The world outside was a blur of shadows and reflections, a serene backdrop to her thoughts.
But then, something shifted.
The café door swung open with a gust of chilly air, and in walked a man. He was tall, with dark hair still damp from the rain, and an aura that commanded attention. There was a certain grace in the way he moved—confident, almost regal. His eyes, intense and observant, scanned the room before resting briefly on Emily. It was a fleeting glance, but it felt like a spark.
Emily's heart skipped a beat, a rush of unfamiliar excitement mingling with the warmth of her coffee. She quickly turned back to her laptop, but her focus was broken. For the first time in a long while, she was intrigued—by a stranger whose presence disrupted the quiet order of her life.
Little did Emily know, this was only the beginning. The man, with secrets as dark as the suit he wore, was about to draw her into a world she never imagined—a world where love was as dangerous as it was irresistible.
Tonight was no different. Emily sipped her usual cappuccino, lost in her notes as raindrops danced against the window. The world outside was a blur of shadows and reflections, a serene backdrop to her thoughts.
But then, something shifted.
The café door swung open with a gust of chilly air, and in walked a man. He was tall, with dark hair still damp from the rain, and an aura that commanded attention. There was a certain grace in the way he moved—confident, almost regal. His eyes, intense and observant, scanned the room before resting briefly on Emily. It was a fleeting glance, but it felt like a spark.
Emily's heart skipped a beat, a rush of unfamiliar excitement mingling with the warmth of her coffee. She quickly turned back to her laptop, but her focus was broken. For the first time in a long while, she was intrigued—by a stranger whose presence disrupted the quiet order of her life.
Little did Emily know, this was only the beginning. The man, with secrets as dark as the suit he wore, was about to draw her into a world she never imagined—a world where love was as dangerous as it was irresistible.
