Don't want her dead yet

"Am I beautiful, Dom?"

"I put on your favorite perfume, and I'm wondering what you think of my outfit."

"Oh, you want breakfast? Don't worry, I'll make you one with Basti — kyah!" 

"Dom, stop it!"

Axel felt all the hair in his body raised, watching Mrs. Deng act flirtatiously at her age. Not that he had a problem with old people dating or feeling young. However, Mrs. Deng, the maid he had known since he was a child, was role-playing as his big brother's wife while hugging Dominic's suit. 

This sight alone was enough to give him goosebumps. Her provocative remarks, calling Dominic's name in such a manner, almost made Axel throw up. 

Axel stayed frozen in his spot, unable to kick the door open or look away at the moment. All he could do was watch this madness unfold right in front of him, watching Mrs. Deng dance while hugging his brother's suit. 

"Disgusting," he breathed out through his gritted teeth, balling his hand into a fist.