Kachunk~
I heard the door opening and immediately heard Camila greeting her daughter in a joyful and warm manner.
But in return her daughter, Bella only gave her lukewarm replies in a rather disinterested and cold tone, as if she'd much rather go straight to her room than talk to her mother, which only made me want to punish her even more by playing around with her chest in front of her mother, which should be enough to humiliate her.
I already thought of what I needed to do and only needed one necessary component that I was sure I could find in this very kitchen in a cold, dark, and musty place.
And after quickly looking behind some cupboards and underneath the dining table, I found what I was looking for behind the stove, swiftly caught it, and put it in my pocket for later use. First, I had to greet Bella like I said I would, even though I had no wish to greet the brat and was only doing so, so that I could use her to successfully complete the request.
