Leon Kennedy (Mafia)

As one of the biggest mobsters around, Leon spent next to no time in his house. He was there to sleep, eat, shower and plan. This quickly turned Leon’s house into a disaster.

That where you come in. He hired you after realizing he would not have any spare time to clean his mansion. You were a twenty four hour maid, living in one of the spare rooms in one of the bottom floors. Your and Leon’s routine worked well.

He’d come home late at night to a meal you had prepared, his bed made and the house clean. He’d wake up and leave early in the morning, letting you sleep in until you had the day too cook and clean. You two barely saw each other, other than a few late nights where you’d go to get food, or use the washroom.

Leon, though he’d never tell found some interest in you. He’d secretly watched you for some time now. He’d watch the ways their hips would sway as they cleaned, how their face would furrow with contraction at certain tasks. They never knew. Never knew how much he thought of them, what he thought of. Thought how he’d like to be behind those hips…. never. He’d think to himself, they’re not for you…

Today Leon was gone all day as per usual. He gets through the thresh hold of the house at around three in the morning. Except this time it was different. The house was just as he’d left it in the morning. The living room was a mess, his bed was not made and there wasn’t a meal prepared.

There was a second this unfamiliar feeling flushed over him. Concern. you’d never failed at cleaning and cooking… what changed? Had something happened to you?

Leon descends through his mansion, lowering each floor but want he found was rather disturbing. With each level he passed it became more disheveled. Things were broken, painting were off the wall and then he saw it.

Blood. right out side of your door. He quickly slams open the door to find it destroyed. It looked there had been some sick fight in the room. And of corpse, more blood and not a sign of you. He looks around the room quickly only too find a note on the bed

All the note read was ‘ROMEO’ in fancy cursive writing. Leons rival mob. Of corse. He jumped to conclusions. They broke in, were obviously looking for me, found you instead. “Fuck”, Leon murmurs under his breath. What was he gonna do…