blueteamnovel Chapter 432 Worth Fighting For
Chapter 432 Worth Fighting For
"Mom...What do you think you're doing?"
Bella asked with narrowed eyes when she noticed her mother slowly leaning towards me as she tried to rest her head on my shoulder.
She didn't seem to like that her mother was trying to steal my attention away from herself and looked at Camila like she was telling her to back off from me.
"What is it, Bella?" Camila asked as she stared at her daughter like she had no idea as to what she had done wrong, "What's wrong with me lying on Kafka's shoulders?...I mean, you already got to have him embrace him for yourself, so why are you arguing with me over a little bit of affection from the side?"
"Sure, I wouldn't mind if you were fully clothed, mom." Bella remarked and continued saying as she stared at her mother's pale white knockers that were rubbing against my arm, "But because you're completely naked right now, your massive breasts would spill all over Daddy's arm if you were to lean on him too much, and you'd instantly seduce him away from me using something that he can't possibly resist."
Bella jumped on top of me to argue with her mother and acted like I was a horndog who'd easily get distracted by another woman as long as she showed me even a little bit of skin, which made me think of her idea of me in her head in dismay.
"And I want Daddy for myself now since you always hog him for yourself when he comes over to our house, so I suggest you move a little bit away, mom, or else I'll make sure to 'conveniently' interrupt every time you get intimate with him in the future, which will surely frustrate you all the way to hell."
Bella threatened with a haughty smirk on my face while holding on to my arms like she were saying I was hers for now to make up for the time Camila spent with me.
Camila returned Bella's smile with her own and had a look of interest on her face when she saw her daughter fighting back with her mother.
Bella used to fight and argue like this with Camila all the time in the past just to irritate her own mother. But this time, it seemed like she genuinely wanted to fight with her mother for the reasons she firmly believed in, which made Camila think that she was starting to resemble how she was when she was young and bold.
But when she saw a gaze that was even more scarier then her mother's looming over her, even making her blood run cold at the sight of my gloomy eyes, she immediately changed her attitude in front of me.
"Please, Daddy~...Can you please feed your daughter breakfast, s-since I really want to be spoon-fed by you?...Pretty please~"
Bella's attitude took a complete 360 as she turned from the spoilt brat she had been her whole life to the obedient little girl in front of me who was casting a heartbreaking gaze my way to help her out.
Camila smiled, thinking that she really did the best decision of throwing Bella to my side and making her treat me like her father figure, as she was sure that without me by her side, her daughter would surely revert to her old ways whenever she got a chance.
But with my authoritative presence around her, she wouldn't dare overstep her boundaries and grow up to be the proper lady Camila wanted her to be, or at least a daughter who didn't act so arrogantly in front of others.
"Good girl." I uttered as I gently patted Bella's soft head, which made her bow her head in shame because of how good she felt when I called her a good girl, like she were some sort of child. "Since you asked your father so nicely, I'll personally feed you your breakfast."
"I'll also tell you that it's totally fine with acting selfish with me as we're family, especially with me since I think that you look quite cute when you act all haughty." Bella's legs swung back and forth from hearing me call her cute. "But you should also know that there are a few boundaries that shouldn't be crossed at any cost, unless you want to be punished...You got that?"
"Yes, Daddy...I'll try my best to think before I say anything unnecessary." Bella nodded her head in a disciplined manner as she promised to adhere to my words.
I also thought that Bella should receive a reward for being so obedient, so I gave her a little peck on her cheek, which made her let out a little squeel.
While Camila herself was thinking that I was doing a better job as her father in the few weeks that I had been with Bella, then her despicable husband, who was by Bella's side her whole life. My mother was thinking that it sure would be nice if I were to coddle her like she was my daughter and was imagining all sorts of fantasies where I was her father.
She also wondered if I'd be willing to indulge in such play later in bed if she were to ask later tonight...