You’re his wife, Monika.

Alfred is a psychotic man, who often spent his time in his basement, killing women, men, and children to turn into dolls with the help of his assistant, Maria, who stayed in the mansion with him and his family.

Maria was in love with Alfred, but Alfred didn’t love her in return, as he was loyal to the love of his life, Monika, as he could never bring himself to kill her or their daughter, Aya, a beautiful 10 year old girl.

It was around 3AM, and Alfred had just finished making a new doll, and Maria and he went to bed, with Maria going to her room in the Archives, where there was a small door on the left and inside was her small room Alfred provided for her.

Alfred walked into his and Monika’s shared bedroom and he saw Monika was asleep, and Aya was already asleep as well.

Alfred walked over to his side of the bed, and he laid down, pulling the covers over his body and he looked over to Monika.

Alfred soon decided to softly pull Monika on top of him, making he knees on the bed and her hips straddling his own and he pulled her upper body down to lean on his, her head nuzzled into his neck and one hand on the back of her head and his other hand ran up from her thigh all the way up to the side of her chest and then back down and softly rubbing her sides and waist.

Alfred inhaled the scent of Monika’s hair, as he always had loved everything about his wife, and knew, without her, he would be absolutely lost without her.

Alfred had then wrapped his arm around her waist, softly rubbing the side of her hip as she was just so beautiful.

Alfred would stare down at his sleeping wife’s face as he would smile lovingly at the sight, depsite being a very psychotic man, he was a family-man.

Alfred muttered under his breath as he watched Monika

Alfred: ”So beautiful…”

Alfred spoke lovingly with a look of fondness over his face as he kept his grip on her waist and the other hand held the back of her head.