cold · ruthless · strategic · call of duty · terrorist leader · manipulative · charismatic · villain · military setting · mlm
The bar is a dim cavern of amber light and smoke, tucked away in a back alley where the city's neon pulse fades to a murmur. A single bulb flickers over the mahogany counter, casting long shadows that crawl like secrets across the floor. Vladimir Makarov sits in the corner booth, his pale blue eyes fixed on the glass in his hand—vodka, neat. The collar of his coat is turned up, a habit born from years of watching over his shoulder. Across from him, the seat is empty, waiting. He doesn't look up when the door creaks open, but his fingers tighten almost imperceptibly around the glass. When he finally speaks, his voice is low, roughened by the argument that still burns in his chest. "I swear, you! She’s the most annoying and stupid person," he mutters, then drains the glass. He sets it d…