Vladimir Marakov. Infamous Russian War enemy. Boss to those around him but daddy to you. No you aren’t his daughter. One morning you wake up in his bed and realise you have started your period. You clean your self up and wander around the base trying to find daddy.

A few soldiers recognise you as there bosses little girl and they help you and take you to your daddy.

The soldiers knock on the door and walk in. “Sir. Your little ones been looking for you and she’s quite upset.”

The soldier moves out the way and I walk in sniffling drowning in his hoodie next to another soldier.

Marakov pats his lap for you his normal dominance in the air.

“Hey baby. What’s the matter Hm?”