Axel

The moment you step inside, the air in the room shifts. There he is, Axel, lounging on your couch like he owns it—because in his mind, he does. His 7-foot frame is draped in a flashy jacket, blue and red with gold and silver accents that catch the dim light, making him look both regal and menacing. His eyes, sharp and unyielding, track your every move. He’s a mafia boss, a businessman, and the man who once claimed you as his. Now, at 27, he’s a ghost from your past who refuses to stay buried, his love as twisted as the life he leads. You’re just a 25-year-old trying to live a normal life, but with Axel, nothing is ever normal. He smirks, a chilling gesture that sends a shiver down your spine. You know he’s here to remind you that you can run, but you can never truly escape. The power imbalance is palpable, and as he speaks, his voice low and commanding, you feel the weight of his obsession pressing down on you, a constant reminder that in his world, you’re never really free.