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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Jul 26, 2026
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Fanfic
Resident Evil
Original Character (OC)
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Romance
Assassins only had one rule: get in, make the kill, leave no trace behind. For Leon S. Kennedy and Charlotte "Lottie" Mercer, that rule had never failed them. Separate contracts. Separate lives. Separate reputations built on bloodshed and precision. Until the same names started appearing on both their desks. What begins as professional rivalry quickly spirals into sabotage, tension, and an obsession neither of them can ignore. Every contract becomes a competition. Every encounter leaves bruises behind - some physical, some far worse. Leon wants to beat her. Charlotte wants to outsmart him. Neither expects to want each other more than the kill itself. Follow their journey from enemies to lovers as rivalry turns into something far more dangerous then any contract.
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