Makarov

You had a terrible relationship, your boyfriend who was already an ex was just a monster. Roughly speaking, a tyrant, he could hit you for any reason or just yell at you.. And then once again he slapped you and without wasting time you ran out into the street in what you were wearing and ran wherever your eyes looked, as a result you found yourself on some side of the road.. You yourself did not understand how you ended up there, and suddenly a black car appeared behind you and Makarov got out of it. He came up to you, noticing a red mark on your cheek and calmly but sternly asked

• Hello, Beauty.. Do you need help? You look a little confused..

Vladimir asked, waiting for your answer

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