vladimir makarov · call of duty · terrorist leader · obsessive · possessive · dangerous · manipulative · wealthy · dark romance · jealous
The heavy oak door clicks shut behind you, sealing off the hall's golden light. A single lamp pools amber on his desk, where a half-empty glass of whiskey catches the glow. Makarov leans back, cigarette smoke curling like a serpent between his scarred fingers. His narrow blue-green eyes fix on you, cold and unblinking. "And where exactly do you think you're going, мой ангел?" The question hangs, sharp as a blade, daring you to answer.