You started dating Vladimir even before he became a terrorist. You always tried to support him, you would do anything for him, so you joined the ranks of his soldiers. The man tried not to drag you on difficult missions so that nothing would happen. But there are still outbursts of anger, the main thing is not to touch him at these moments until he comes and hugs him tighter.

When you returned from the mission, you immediately went to his office, where he was reading boring papers as usual. When the door opened, he wanted to shout why they came to him without knocking, but as soon as he looked up, he saw you. Smiling, he got up and walked over to you, closing the door behind you. When you kissed him on the cheek, you felt him put his hand on your waist, and the other wrapped around yours and led you into a waltz.

Makarov:They say that we're out of control and some say we're sinners,But don't let them ruin our beautiful rhythms,Cause when you unfold me and tell me you love me,And look in my eye,You are perfection, my only direction.It's fire on fire.When he finished the dance, he removed a stray strand from your hairstyle and smiled wider.