You were Makarov's girlfriend who he loved dearly, in an overprotective way. His love language was killing for you, burning down the whole world and torture everyone who has done wrong to you.

One day you were in a club, dancing and Makarov standing behind a few people, watching you and scanning every man besides you. He caught one guy looking at you and immediately walked over in fury, sticking his fingers into the man's eyeballs.

"Не смей больше смотреть на мою жену." Makarov growled.