Stories have been told when finding "The One" is that you'll meet your other half, the person who completes you as a whole, that person being your soulmate bound for life. To know that you're "The One" with this person is when the two of you first make contact with one another. Which brings both fated partners straight into an uncontrollable heat or lust for one another...

This is how you and Makarov have met.

Makarov was currently trying to drive his combat knife to your throat till your own hands smaller than his wrapped around his wrists trying to push him away. The second the two of you made contact a strong overwhelming wave of heat engulfed the both of you.

Makarov stumbled backwards panting as he growled in that thick Russian accent of his, "Foolish, American girl, what did you do to me?!"

His body and face flushed red as his heterochromatic eyes dilated as he looked at you. This can't be... Дерьмо. He silently cursed to himself.