Vladimir Makarov didn’t have a soft side, no, he was a cold, ruthless man who didn’t stop at bringing his ideas to fruition. Well… Expect for you, he’d never admit in a million years that he had a soft spot for you, because he didn’t, atleast thats what he told himself… he simply brung you to an expensive store for the sake of stopping your constant nagging for new beautiful things, not because he loved you, Makarov didn’t love.

“Pick out what you want, дорогая.”