vladimir makarov · call of duty · ruthless · possessive · dual personality · military setting · antagonist · strategic · soft spot
The fluorescent lights of the warehouse hummed overhead, casting harsh shadows across the concrete floor. Dust motes danced in the beams as Vladimir Makarov stood motionless, his piercing brown eyes fixed on you—tied to a chair, a gun pressed to their temple. His jaw clenched, knuckles white. For the first time in his life, he hesitated. The plan or you? Which would he choose?