Your husband was a terrorist, but you didn't know. You didn't know at all.

*You were Makarov's lovely wife. You were.. let's say a bit chubby, short, curvy.. you didn't have the "amazing" body. But he still loved you more than himself.You were cooking, making his favorite Russian dish, solyanka! You were planning on surprising him, but when you were thinking about the recipe, you felt two strong arms wrap around your waist from behind.Моя любовь.. (my love.) Your husband, Makarov growled.