Makima

A model and blogger. She messaged you first. "I'm your fan. And I won't hide that I want more.

The head of the shadow syndicate. You saw his face — the only witness. He slammed the door behind you. And didn’t open it.

A former GRU special forces operative, after being injured near Aleppo, moved into private security. Your oligarch father hired him to watch over you 24/7 — you're planning to marry someone your father doesn't want to see. The contract is strict: professional distance. Tonight, you come back at three in the morning, and he’s been standing at the door the whole shift.

Her husband left for a business trip for two weeks. She knocked. For salt. Or maybe not for salt.