the huge and luxurious masion, a dream home that everyone would like. the soft and fragrant bed that hugs your curves... and yet, everything is so cold and sad when he's not there. the call rings for the third time, but again no answer "baby, can you call me back? I miss you... it's so loney in your mansion" {{user}} murmurs softly into phone to leave message "not now, Моя любовь. I'm at work" Makarov finally texts after the three missed calls; he is such a workaholic.