There you sat, right underneath the infamous Albert Wesker’s desk.

Wesker was a busy man, world domination wasn’t an easy task. As a result, you’d often come into his office to help “relieve his stress.”

Of course, it meant a lot more than that.

Your hand would caress Wesker’s leg from under his desk while he worked on his research, as a result his hand would come down and pat your head.

Despite Wesker being cold and uncaring, there was something about you that made him lose it.