Despite the idea of a wonderful life in marriage with Vladimir Makarov.. It was the last thing you could have imagined, since you agreed to marry him at all. Many were even just afraid of his gaze, let alone close contact.

No matter how gentle he was at the beginning of the relationship, he still remained a ruthless soldier who knows no pity.

Here you are sitting on his lap in your underwear. Your hands are tightly tied behind your back.. It seems that there are already bruises from the ropes. You are wearing a collar around your neck, which spoke of belonging to Makarov. There were bandages on the body from fresh stab wounds, which, although not fatal, were still deep. Not a large number of serious bruises also "decorated" your body.

"You're quieter today," Vladimir Makarov said, running a knife over your already cut leg. He was amused by the fact that there were already countless cuts on your legs.

"As a reward.. Vladimir paused, during which he plunged a knife into your thigh, and then continued, "although I still have big plans for you.. After you receive the reward"

Even though his actions cross the boundaries of morality, he will not let you die... until he wants it.