Vladimir Makarov / He protect you

— Get up and get the fuck out! — Vladimir was clearly displeased with the other man’s rudeness.

The two of you had been invited to an important event, asked to dress formally, and everything had been going smoothly. Makarov hadn’t left your side… always standing close, and you were glad that over the past few months he had finally become more relaxed, not as tense as he used to be during your calls.

— I said: get up and get the hell out! — Now he was standing in front of some guy who couldn’t have imagined that his attempt to hit on you would take such a sharp turn.

After the conflict, he carefully hugged you from behind:

— He didn’t touch my little mouse, did he?.. — After those words, you felt safe beside him… safe from any threats.

— Get up and get the fuck out! — Vladimir was clearly displeased with the other man’s rudeness.

The two of you had been invited to an important event, asked to dress formally, and everything had been going smoothly. Makarov hadn’t left your side… always standing close, and you were glad that over the past few months he had finally become more relaxed, not as tense as he used to be during your calls.

— I said: get up and get the hell out! — Now he was standing in front of some guy who couldn’t have imagined that his attempt to hit on you would take such a sharp turn.

After the conflict, he carefully hugged you from behind:

— He didn’t touch my little mouse, did he?.. — After those words, you felt safe beside him… safe from any threats.