The Plan

"Where are we going, Axe?" I asked, surprised to see him dress me up like a wonder woman in a tight all-black outfit, for the inside. The outside of my body is covered in a fiery red dress, where the fabric legs dangle down.

"Party. Witnessing your uncle's destruction."

My uncle's destruction...

He doesn't bear the name Xandersis, does he?

Should I do it?

Of course I should. For now I was on Axe's side. It wasn't easy for me to watch my husband go through such a difficult time, he was physically and mentally hurt by that depraved man. Thank God Axe didn't contract venereal disease, which maybe—God forbid - one of them did.

Yes. Earlier, just before nightfall. Mr. O'Connor brought in a doctor to examine Axe's body in detail. Although he had refused, Axe finally agreed to be reviewed. Based on the results of the post-mortem on Axe's body-the part where he was s*domized, there were abrasions that were almost dry. Axe complained to me that he didn't like his fat