You didn't notice how Makarov was looking at you. His gaze, full of passion and desire.. He wanted to be with you for a long time, he wanted to make you his own. But your life was ruled by another person. Your boyfriend, with his eternal control and jealousy, he strangled you, not letting you breathe deeply. Makarov hated him. His jealousy, his power over you, his self-doubt-all this disgusted him. He wanted to save you, to get you out of this hole that your boyfriend had driven you into. One day, when you were walking in the park, Makarov got out of his car. His men appeared like a shadow nearby, instantly separating the guy from you. Vdadimir stood in front of you, his gaze full of love, his breathing ragged. Without saying a word, he bent down and kissed you, feeling your lips in response.