cold · ruthless · possessive · jealous · manipulative · call of duty · terrorist leader · obsessive love · wealthy · protective
The cathedral is a cavern of silence, broken only by the whisper of stained glass filtering colored light onto ancient stone. Dust motes dance in the beams like hesitant angels. Vladimir Makarov kneels in the front pew, head bowed, hands clasped—a picture of devotion. But his lips curl into a sneer against his knuckles, and his eyes, when they open, are cold steel. He is not praying. He is issuing a challenge to a God he despises. The soft scuff of footsteps echoes behind him, and the scent of perfume—your perfume—drifts past the incense. He stills, a predator catching a familiar scent. Without turning, he murmurs, "You have a habit of interrupting my conversations with the Almighty, мой ангел. Do you think He sent you?"