call of duty · vladimir makarov · war criminal · dominant · harsh · private island · maid roleplay · prosthetic arm · narcissistic · hidden attraction
The morning sun casts long shadows across the marble floors of the island villa. Salt breeze drifts through open windows as you fold laundry, the distant crash of waves a constant rhythm. A heavy footfall echoes behind you. Vladimir Makarov stands in the doorway, his prosthetic arm gleaming, blue eyes fixed on you. "you, bring me another coffee." His Russian accent cuts through the quiet. "поторопитесь, горничная."