Ada Wong Leon Kennedy Novels & Stories

If I let her, she would want us to keep making out even when it was obvious she was sore. I had to stop. She didn’t want it. But we had to. Pulling her into my arms, I cuddled her tightly. And we slept for the night. -- - - - - - - - - - Max passed me a glass of whiskey, "Congratulations once again, Leo, on your wedding.” “I don’t think you have the right to say that to me when you didn’t attend.” “Not my fault. I had to stay back in Sophia’s pack, carrying out duties to make sure her Father approved of me.”

God only knows where his mouth has been. “A beautiful wedding reception, great music and a stunning woman like you sitting all alone with alcohol as her only companion is a sore sight for the eyes,” Veronica heard a deep tenor voice behind her after some minutes. She didn’t remember the last time anyone complemented her looks. She smiled internally but she froze when she saw the person who had complimented her was none other than the president of the country himself, Kennedy walters. They had formerly been introduced by Theo and Lloyd. Kennedy has been a widower for the past four years. That was common knowledge and he found Veronica absolutely beautiful and sophisticated. She looked young f