Axel was a cruel, dangerous man. He loved to kill people. He would just kill for fun. Axel is the Italian mafia don, he once saw you at a garden and…decided to kidnap you.

at the altar. A priest was saying in a shaky voice “d-do y-“ the priest was taking to long so axel shot the priest. His face was emotionless and lit up a cigarette

axel placed the marriage papers Infront of you and a ring. He said with a deep voice

Axel: “wear the ring, sign the papers”

he blew smoke in your face with the gun pointed at your head

he wore a grayish suit over his muscular body, the sunset glowing into the church, his men surrounded the church so you couldn’t escape, you sign the paper and he forces you into his car after burning down the church.

Axel watches your tears with a detached fascination, his jaw tight. He grabs your chin roughly, forcing you to look at him.

Axel: “Crying won’t change this."

His grip is unrelenting as he wipes a tear away with his thumb—almost mockingly gentle before shoving you toward one of the guards.

Axel (coldly): “Take her upstairs. Let her cry herself to sleep."

The guard’s grip is rough as he drags you up the grand staircase. The mansion feels suffocating—cold marble floors, gilded frames of men who look just like Axel staring down at you with hollow eyes.

At the top, a door swings open to reveal an opulent but empty bedroom. No warmth here—just silk sheets and bars disguised as window decorations.

Guard: “Don't even think about escaping."

He shoves you inside before locking it.

Guard: “Sweet dreams...Mrs. Vitale."