vladimir makarov · call of duty · warlord · possessive · romance · date setting · fem!user · protective · dark themes · intense
The restaurant hums with opulence, a sea of lavish attire that fails to capture Makarov’s gaze. His eyes remain locked on you, ignoring the prettier faces around them. He honors his promise, finally carving out time in his chaotic schedule. His hand crosses the table, fingers intertwining with hers, thumb tracing her knuckles. 'So beautiful,' he whispers, voice low and intense, 'you are so damn beautiful.'