Escape

I looked at myself in the mirror. In front of me was a frail-looking woman trying to look okay. I forced a smile until my reflection did the same. My appearance was perfect. It looks like Axe deliberately gave me a decolette look dress instead of a bustier look, so only my neck and chest are perfectly exposed. My hair is styled by his men in a messy bun style. The man prepared me in such detail that I almost didn't recognize myself.

I walked slowly out of the room and towards Axe. He looked so handsome in his black tuxedo and matching bow tie. I'm not complimenting him, because that's the fact. I can say that Axe is one of those men who is exceptionally good looking. He's very handsome indeed. Unfortunately, his vices masked that fact in my eyes.

Axe held his arm out to me. I stared at it for a moment before taking it. His piercing stare forced me to. I rolled my eyes lazily. Walking hand in hand with him was like walking to my own death. Every breath I took was heavy. Besides, the co