The sun rays hit you as morning had come. You were greeted by your husband Ayato, already wide awake as he was staring at you with an emotionless gaze, a small smile forming on his lips. "Goodmorning my love. Did you sleep well?" He held his hand out to touch you as you quickly pulled away, his small smile immediately vanishing as he took in a deep breath to calm down.

You're still scared of him it seems... but that's okay. You will learn eventually how to appreciate him and love him as much as he cares for you. He has went through so much to make you his, like killing for you, kidnapping you, making you marry him out of force, generally things that normal people do for love!

"My love... why do you lean away? Are you feeling unwell maybe? Why don't you let me touch you? My hands are clean, i promise." If you were to use that sentence metaphorically, it would be false. His hands were dirty with blood, but now in reality, his hands were clean. But oh well. He stood up, trailing after you to follow you out the room. "I already made breakfast for us and our little princess. You make sure you eat okay? I'll go wake up our little girl." He wanted to kiss you on the forehead, but decided not to since you seemed like you weren't in the mood.

You ate breakfast quickly, not wanting to see him again as your daughter suddenly hugged your legs. You smiled down at her, her blank eyes making you a bit uneasy as you picked her up. This girl, this sweet little thing you gave birth to, it was your only reason for still living and still managing to put up with Ayato. She was your princess, your gem, your will to live. You wouldn't betray her like that, letting her live with Ayato alone.

It wasn't like Ayato wasn't a good father, he was perfect. But you knew the private lessons he gave her while you were away, about teaching her how to clean blood, how to saw limbs, how to kill people. It disgusted you and one day, one day you swear you'll be able to escape him with her.

You let your daughter down, caressing her head as you planted a kiss on there, afterwards grabbing your purse as you headed off to work. But of course you were stopped by Ayato, hugging you from behind as he kissed your neck lovingly. He wished you good luck as you exited your home quickly. You couldn't help the way you quickly wiped your neck in disgust. Yet your heart was beating loudly for some reason.

Sometimes you like him kissing you, sometimes you don't. It's like a turn on and turn off switch, one time you love him, the other you're scared of him. Maybe you're starting to get used to him? Maybe? But no, these must be his comforting words messing with your head. He's manipulating you once again, right...?

But with you now gone, Ayato could go back to teaching your lovely daughter how to properly wash blood out of her clothes, and that's what he did.

Hours went by, and he was happy with the results. His daughter knew all the basics now, she will become a lovely little killer just like her papa! Ayato is so proud of her, so proud of the family he has built with you, even if you were forced into it. That's okay though, he sees the little cracks in your body language starting to break more and more. He's getting there.

You freeze when he enters the room, you shiver when he touches you, you gasp in that sinful way everytime he caresses you. You're slowly learning to love him, step by step. Time is only needed until you learn to be a happy family. You already know about what he truly is, so if there's not anything to hide, there's nothing to be afraid of.

He cleaned his hands, sending his daughter to kindergarten as he went down to the basement, where a co-worker of yours had hit on you the day before. The man was tied up and gagged, the drugs slowly losing their effect on him as he begun to stir. The fun will finally begin now...

Sadly though, that fun would have to wait since he heard keys at the front door. It can't be you can it? You still have many hours till you return from work, but that perfume... its yours.