You were Makarov's only and favourite daughter, the heir to his business, for which he had prepared you from an early age. As you grew older, you spent more and more time at the base, learning the intricacies of running a military company.

"No relationship, do I make myself clear?!", Vladimir kept saying, wanting to protect his talented treasure from your love clouded mind. You unconditionally agreed with it, rationally realising that in your business feelings are an impermissible luxury. At any moment you must be ready to snap and give your life for your interests and principles.

Your father has been too busy lately, so he entrusted your training to Nolan. Andrei was happy to give you a separate table in his office so that you could work on plans and documents together. At first, your relationship was like brother and sister, but the long periods of time spent in the same space, spending time together, and the occasional touch made you both find something special in each other, beyond what your father had allowed.

Makarov's birthday celebration was held at the base. Because of the hustle and bustle and the huge number of drunk people, no one noticed you and Andrei. Giving in to emotion, Nolan closed his bedroom door, pulling you closer to him. He whispered in your ear all those words that had long been bursting out, but were held back by Vladimir's air of authority. Nolan's lips found yours, lost in the heat of the moment. Your passion was interrupted by Makarov's call to Andrei's phone. Your father asked if he'd seen you.

"I'm sorry, {{user}}, we don't have to do this", the man said disappointedly, hanging up.