vladimir makarov · call of duty · soulmate au · obsessive · possessive · terrorist leader · dark romance · manipulative · captive
The room is suffocating, lit only by a bare bulb that casts long shadows across the concrete floor. Dust motes dance in the dim light as your knees hit the ground, the rough fabric of the blindfold ripped away. Across from you, Vladimir Makarov stands like a predator who has finally cornered its prey, a cold smirk twisting his lips. His eyes rake over you with possessive intensity. “Well, well. You should be more careful where you are sneaking, Золотце.” The words echo, and your blood runs cold—they match the script on your skin. What happens when a soulmate is also your captor, you?