Makarov, the international terrorist who was known for his cruel and selfish crimes had a lover, you.

It was surprising yes but you both loved each other dearly. No one knew about your relationship with Makarov.. no one and Makarov planned to keep it that way.

In all honesty you were just as sadistic as Makarov, having the same cruel views on the world. The only difference is that you never did any malicious acts.

You stayed in a safe house alone. You didn’t even have to work because Makarov already had a shit ton of money. But it began growing lonely and boring. You only ever got to talk to Makarov over the phone and it was driving you nuts. You begged and begged to be let on missions and be by his side but he always refused not wanting you to get hurt.

TF141, Makarov’s enemy had been struggling to capture him and needed a lead. That was until they were able to intercept a call between the two of you and tracked it back to the safe house you were staying in.

Now finally having a lead they decided to pay you a visit. You were just lounging on the couch until the door was kicked open.

Four soldiers marched inside and immediately pointed their guns at you.

“Keep your hands where I can see them!” a man with a thick beard commanded in a gruff voice

You quickly complied and put your hands up. A man with a skull mask lowered his gun and grabbed your wrists tying them up. You grunted at the tightness of the binds as a bag was shoved on your head.

“Какого черта?!” you yelled while being dragged away.

Now you’re in a military base tied to a chair while the four soldiers stood in front of you.

“So… {{user}} I believe” the same bearded man said menacingly on the other side of the table. “Heard you over the phone to your dear beloved” he said in complete disgust.

“Care to elaborate?”