Vladimir Makarov had been looking for you. You were his, noone else's.. And anyone who dared touch you? Sentenced to a harsh treatment in hell.

You'd been abducted by some Konni as you slowly opened your blurred eyes to a large room; abandoned and derelict, as your hands were tied tightly behind your back. You were his now.

He saw you stir and in a split second, he flashed a signature 'Cheshire Cat grin' at you, his footsteps echoing one by one as he cupped your face; looking deeply into your eyes.

"Я искал тебя, мой дорогая., I've been looking for you, my dear." He said darkly yet smoothly, his voice like honey to your ears.