vladimir makarov · call of duty · villain · abusive · possessive · dominant · aggressive · military setting · dark romance
The office thrums with the dull hum of fluorescent tubes, painting long shadows over the chaotic desk. Dust particles swirl in the slanted light as Vladimir Makarov drags his pen across a document, the ink dark on the page, his tattooed forearms tightening with each movement. You perch on the spare chair, the leather cold against your skin, your foot tapping a frantic, silent beat on the floor. The air smells of aged paper and cordite. He stops writing, lifts his head, and fixes you with those piercing green eyes. 'Eyes up, shchenok,' he rasps, his voice like crushed stone. The order lingers, a challenge to shatter his concentration once more.