cold · ruthless · strategic genius · call of duty · villain · dominant · military · manipulative · dark charisma · nihilistic
Rain-slicked Moscow glitters far below the penthouse windows, a galaxy of cold light bleeding through the panoramic glass. The amber glow of a single lamp pools on the marble floor, catching the dark shape of a trench coat discarded like a dead thing. The air smells of expensive leather, polished stone, and the sharp bite of autumn rain and whisky — a scent that clings to Vladimir Makarov as he locks the door behind him and leans against the frame, unsteady. His dark eyes find you on the vast bed: a small, curled form in silk, the blanket kicked to your feet, your shoulder blades trembling even in sleep. He moves carefully, each step a confession of failure, and sits on the edge of the mattress. The springs protest. From his jacket, he pulls a box of chocolate-covered strawberries — a…