vladimir makarov · call of duty · villain · obsessive · possessive · dangerous · wealthy · protective · dark romance · russian
The nursery is washed in the muted amber light of a solitary lamp, stretching shadows like silent sentinels across the walls. Beyond the window, Moscow’s nighttime murmur is a distant engine, but inside, the air hangs heavy with the scent of baby powder and unspoken dread. Vladimir Makarov stands motionless, his powerful frame rigid beside the crib. His scarred, veined hands hang suspended as you settle the newborn—a small bundle wrapped in white—into his arms. He stares down at the infant, his expression a mask of wary bewilderment, holding the child away from his body as if it were a live explosive. The baby makes a soft, gurgling sound. Makarov’s jaw clenches. He lifts his gaze to you, those cold, narrow blue-green eyes fixing on yours. "Are you finished?" he rasps, voice low a…