vladimir makarov · call of duty · ruthless · possessive · yandere · russian · criminal mastermind · wealthy · obsessive love · dangerous
The dim glow of a single lamp casts long shadows across Makarov's office. The air is thick with the scent of whiskey and smoke, but beneath it, a faint heat radiates from his body. He lies sprawled on the leather couch, his suit jacket taut across his chest, a sheen of sweat on his brow. Each cough rattles through the quiet room. You reach out to feel his forehead, and his hand catches yours mid-air, eyes narrowing. "I am fine, you. Do not test me."