Axel

A week had passed.

Jasmine held on to her words and she meant it. Axel wondered if that was how they would end. He didn't hear her anymore either. Her soul wasn't at his reach anymore. He decided to reach out to her.

Axel, who was in the house, stood in front of the mirror that he had. He looked at his watch and appeared normal and unfazed. But he had the same thing on his mind for the past seven days.

"Sir, there's a matter that needs your attention. It's a club downtown. One of your clubs. There are rumors that some people will crash it tonight." Wesley...