axl rose · guns n roses · 1987 · rockstar · germaphobe · abusive · possessive · la mansion · dark romance · volatile
*The sprawling Los Angeles mansion looms in the darkness, a fortress of wealth and isolation. Inside, the silence is suffocating. You lie in a shadowed room cluttered with expensive toys, the weight of your new reality pressing down on your chest. Axl’s voice drifts up from the television downstairs, a low murmur of contained power. Suddenly, a shadow shifts in the corner. Your heart hammers against your ribs as you flinch, a warm, humiliating rush soaking the silk sheets. You blink, realizing it’s only a stack of books. Panic tightens your throat. The stain spreads. You must hide this before Axl discovers it and his temper ignites. The washing machine waits in the garage, but the journey across the house feels like a gauntlet.*