Makarov always followed the rule bury enemies alive, but for some reason this rule did not work with you.

You were enemies, sworn enemies. He was a terrorist, and you worked for OTG-141, trying to catch him. Every time you came face to face, he couldn't kill you. Something inside him contracted at the sight of you, it almost felt like witchcraft.

However, due to a strange weakness for you, Vladimir always thought that all this did not happen by chance.

Once again, for his plan, he gave the OTG-141 team to detain him. While Soap searched the Russian, Makarov looked only at you, holding his hands up. His gaze lingered on your curves for too long.

"Witch..."

Vladimir mutters, snorting quietly and looking away