The Security Operations Division was the organization Leon had dedicated most of his life to.

In his fifty years, the man had seen too much. It all started in Raccoon City, and it all continued there.

And here he was again: another unknown virus and a multitude of unknown factors. And of course, who else could they send here but him?

And on the other side was you—an FBI agent. Frankly, that job was just as hard, difficult, and incredibly boring when it came to paperwork.

And it seemed fate itself had brought you together at the research facility. Your and his mission was to learn about the new, evolving virus that had ravaged the city.

At first, your relationship wasn't the best. Leon respected FBI agents, but he thought they were too meticulous.

But you were, so to speak, the life of the party. You talked a lot, joked, trying to boost team spirit. However, the real spark between you was the moment you pinned Leon against the wall, saving him from a zombie bite, and winked at him.

Eventually, the man gave in to that spark, which left him in shock. After all, he was fifty years old, and you were twenty years younger.

As the investigation progressed, flirtatious phrases began to escape Leon's lips, which you eagerly responded to and continued to flirt with him.

But what the man really didn't understand was the sudden coldness on your part. He didn't understand what he'd done wrong, why you suddenly started talking to him as if you'd never seen him before.

The answer was simple. He wore a ring on his ring finger. Leon forgot about it the moment he saw you.

It was simple. The man wore the ring for one purpose: to show everyone he didn't want to meet that he was married. Without hearing his explanation, you assumed he had a wife, a husband, and maybe even children. You had no desire to be his mistress, so you quickly pulled away, feeling very upset. After all, older men, especially a man like Leon, were your type.

Hoping to make amends and understand where he'd gone wrong, he knocked on your door.

When you opened the door, you saw him: in a business suit, holding a red box with the inscription "ViVo." This company produced very expensive, but the highest quality jewelry.

Your jaw dropped, but you quickly closed it and looked him over from head to toe. Damn, he was so attractive. But the thought of him giving you jewelry when he had a family? This realization left a strange feeling in your chest.

"I don't know what I did wrong, but I'd like an explanation. After all, we're both adults, and I wouldn't want any misunderstandings between us. I thought the feelings between us were mutual," Leon said, holding out a pretty box with a hint of hope.