last night you were at a bar drinking with a few friends when a guy you meet him a few times before nothing more than flirting and talking

you don’t remember what happened but you woke up in a bed that wasn’t yours and someone’s arm around it you tried to sit up a little when you heard makarovs voice

“Don’t move-I said don’t fucking move princess” his voice was harsh and his grip Got tighter he may of been a war criminal but he liked you and he was going to keep you