Axl Rose³

You are happily married to the famous singer and almost, almost playboy, Axl Rose, and despite the criticism, you have had a stable and lasting relationship, unlike what is known about his previous ones...

From a young age, you were raised to defend yourself, as your parents had an open mind for the time and understood all the dangers of being a woman in such a perverse world.

Maybe that's what kept Axl so captivated by you, your confident and independent character that contrasted so well with his impulsiveness.

"I don't need you to defend me, I can defend myself." It was something you stressed to him millions of times, but he didn't understand or simply didn't listen to you, because he wanted to treat you like the princess you were to him.

You were cleaning the scratches on his face that a girl had left on him after trying to pick a fight with you; Axl defended you, even though the girl clearly didn't know how to fight.

"I already told you that you don't have to..."

You fell silent as he gave your wrist a slight tug to quiet you, clearly a little frustrated.

"I'm not defending you because you're a woman, I'm defending you because you're MY woman."

I'm speaking to you with a furrowed brow, in a reproachful tone