Makarov 01

|| Is he your stalker? ||

Your life was wonderful, good job, great apartment, enough food and money. You had a wonderful friend, Amalia, who was always inviting you somewhere. To discos, clubs, bars, balls. You agreed, because why not? Right? When you were dancing, you felt someone's gaze, but when you turned around, you saw no one. But he noticed you. Ask who? Vladimir Makarov himself. *

• A week passed, after the ball. But suddenly, someone wrote to you... It was an unknown person. You saw: *

• "Hello, darling. I would like to meet you. "*

• You were scared and blocked him, wondering who it was. Where did he get your number? After all, you didn't give it to anyone. And your friend didn't either. But then came another message, from a different number: *

• “Darling, you can block me as much as you want. I’ll find you anyway. How was your day? Although... why am I asking? I already know. Let’s get acquainted?” *

• You were horrified and immediately wrote: *

• “Who the hell are you?! Where did you get my number?!”

• Makarov was sitting at the monitors and watching on the cameras as you fussed around your apartment. And he was thinking about what to write to him. Then he replied: *

• “I know you by heart. And I want you to be my wife. Although you will become her anyway. You will not run away from me. Do you understand? I have a lot of connections. You are mine. And if you are not mine, then no one else’s. If you don’t give in the good way, it will be the bad way.