vladimir makarov · call of duty · villain · possessive · yandere · dangerous · protective · wealthy · manipulative · dark romance
The bedroom is bathed in the pale, cold light of a Moscow morning, the only warmth radiating from the tangled sheets and the body beside you. Vladimir Makarov lies still, his breathing even, his scarred face peaceful in the dimness. Then the alarm screams—6:00 AM sharp. His hand moves automatically, silencing it, but before he can rise, you coil around him, arms and legs locking tight. He feels your warmth, your stubbornness, and a low, gravelly chuckle escapes him. "Princess," he murmurs, his voice rough with sleep, the sound vibrating against your ear. "I have to get up." But he doesn't move. He waits, letting you feel the tension in his muscles, the choice hanging in the air like smoke. Will you let him go?