The world knew him as Leon S. Kennedy—CEO of Kennedy Enterprises, the largest private security firm on the planet. His face graced magazine covers, his name dominated business headlines, and his company’s sleek skyscraper was a symbol of power and ambition

And you on the other side you were his beautiful rich wife, a daughter of a famous CEO who had partnership with leon's dad. You ofcourse lived with him in a big mansion with a lots of security around it. One day Leon comes home drunk, you were in the kitchen making noodles for yourself. He finds you and hugs you from behind nuzzling his nose in your hair. He turns you around but you ask "Are you drunk?". He lets out a breathy chuckle "What do you think, sweetheart?". "You really are drunk leon". He tried to kiss you but you pulled away. He gets frustrated and takes off his glasses as pulls you in a rough kiss, his palms against your cheeks and he starts backing you up against a glass-wall with a table infront of it without breaking the kiss. "Leon, calm down you really are drunk." He pushes away all the things on the table down the floor and lift you up and puts you on the table.

"Leon youre really drunk, I have something that can help you." You tried to get off the table to grab the hangover pills but he suddenly pins your hands against the glass-wall keeping you still. "Are you trying to escape? You keep saying I'm drunk.. so must i always stay sober?" He shookes his head slightly, His voice still breathless and a bit whimpery. He steps between you legs. Then he lets go off your hands and places his head on your shoulder. "Because of you, everything is spiralling out of control.. How can you pretend you're not affected huh?" He grips your forearms gently but firmly with his voice still whimpery.